Constant Reminders
Paul Speckmann
Age creeps upon us as time slips away,
will they or won't they the choice of today
Concrete conventions among the elite
the money the focus the newest belief
Oh, the industry
Oh, the industry
Conspiring against the original piece,
cheap imitations that often succeed
Mismanaged funds at the artist's expense,
selling your soul to just one company
Oh, the industry
Oh, the industry
Constant reminders of promises made,
record executives sit in the shade
Telephone rituals day after day,
just on vacation it's stressful in may
Oh, the industry
Oh, the industry
Kills