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It's a straight and narrow path

Or is it fate which takes our hand?

Play the game, praise the man that fakes the master plan

Take the rough with the smooth

Whose loss do we lose?

What else could we disprove?

Who shapes the abuse?

You prostitute integrity and blindly steal identity

Buy it out and watch it die

Fashion talks, the bullshit flies

Bite your tongue and breathe a sight

Take the fall or take the climb

Streamlined and new improved

A nation sadly out of tune

Is it just old-fashioned - creation with a passion?

Just an observation of a machine generation

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The same old song

The same old song

The same old song

The same old song

Is the message lost in this, that's not politics?

There's a rhyme to this reason

They're one and the same

Take the heart they've broke

And the money they've choke

You're left with no answer

To this industry chancer

Just an observation of a machine generation

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Push this

The same old song

The same old song

The same old song

The same old song

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