Spent lives

Spent Lives

There's something wrong with the music business,

Too much business.

A fine line between fact and fiction,

too much television.

you sell your soul to the labour market,

Wear a lover,like you'd wear a jacket.

You bring me down

bring me down.

Something wrong with the way we're living,

Not enough giving.

A fine line between fact and ignorance,

not enough awareness.

you sell your fredeom to the highest bidder,

Spent lives like spent dollars.

You bring me down

bring me down...