It's only natural that things must change
Still i'm looking back all the same
To a time when the music we played
Came to life through the message conveyed
Now here's a matter of great concern
We're judging artists by the money they earn
It seems that for 9 out of 10
Music is just a means to an end, now tell me
[chours]
Why, why, why can't we do it for the love
I know you gotta make a living somehow, but
Why, why, why can't we do it for love
Ain't trying to be holier than thou
We're addicted to the things we crave
A ship full of slaves transported on the airwaves
Like everybody's caught in a bind
The man got us waiting in line
Wanna get signed you gotta follow directions
Still divided up according to a complexion
The chosen few don't even have to sing
You got the looks that can pull the strings
It's almost like nothing's taboo
Consciousness is just a marketing tool
This music used to be our spiritual base
Now we just pick up the pace
[chorus]
[bridge]
There's enough in this world for everyone's needs
But there will never be enough for everyone's greed
Your career will be quick if you trying to get rich
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[chorus] (2x)
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