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  • Mitch harris
    Ten years
    Of all-sides sniping
    Fairness under fire
    Ten long years
    Rubbished o**ectives
    Two-pronged shower of bite
    Dirt / is now scrubbed
    From our own doorstep
    But / around every corner
    Hides a high roller
    Suited
    And heftity booted
    So casual and concerned
    Network
    Makes the acquaintance
    Dance to soulless tunes
    Dirt / is now scrubbed
    From our own doorstep
    But / around every corner
    Hides a high roller
    Get this ***** away from me
    Smash him and the leeching clique
    Fawning grin that pulls you in
    Golden windshake on the take
    Get this ***** away from me
    (we're) enemies of the music business
    You corporate **** !
    Enemies of the music business
    Black sheep on the cust
    Enemies of the music business
    Ten long years
    Still didn't finish us
    Much to their disdain
    Ten long years
    Regained the impetus
    Thorns in cash-whores side
    Dirt / is now scrubbed
    From our own doorstep
    But / around every corner
    Hides a high roller
  • Mitch harris
    Ten years
    Of all-sides sniping
    Fairness under fire
    Ten long years
    Rubbished o**ectives
    Two-pronged shower of bite
    Dirt / is now scrubbed
    From our own doorstep
    But / around every corner
    Hides a high roller
    Suited
    And heftity booted
    So casual and concerned
    Network
    Makes the acquaintance
    Dance to soulless tunes
    Dirt / is now scrubbed
    From our own doorstep
    But / around every corner
    Hides a high roller
    Get this ***** away from me
    Smash him and the leeching clique
    Fawning grin that pulls you in
    Golden windshake on the take
    Get this ***** away from me
    (we're) enemies of the music business
    You corporate **** !
    Enemies of the music business
    Black sheep on the cust
    Enemies of the music business
    Ten long years
    Still didn't finish us
    Much to their disdain
    Ten long years
    Regained the impetus
    Thorns in cash-whores side
    Dirt / is now scrubbed
    From our own doorstep
    But / around every corner
    Hides a high roller