Sell Out Sell Out

歌詞

Sell Out, Sell Out (John Woloschuk) Mama don't need to PH.D. in sociology To be aware of the revolution happening in the streets Papa said trends keep changing like the tides upon the sea I'm gonna jump on the wagon now to rest my aching feet I've made up my mind I'm gonna get my piece too Now is the time There isn't a day to lose I've had it to here Just watching that world go by This is the year That either we do or we die Sell out, sell out Yeah that is the name of the game Sell out, sell out That anybody can play Sell out, sell out I think you know what I mean Sell out, sell aut Crank up that funk machine I'm tired of breaking my back to please Critics who can't be pleased It's time I looked out for number one Time I looked out for me I've gotta face the reality of living in the real world Before I end up an old man feeding peanuts to the squirrels I finally heard The little voice in my head It gave me the word You wanna know what it said? Don't be a sap Get rid of that cross you bear Because taking the rap Won't make you a millionaire Sell out, sell out Yeah that's the name of the game Sell out, sell out That anybody can play Sell out, sell out I think you know what I mean Sell out, sell out Crank up that funk machine Sell out, sell out Can't pay no bills with your pride Sell out, sell out Woh I know 'cause baby I tried Sell out, sell aut It's easy once you concede Sell out, sell out That love ain't all you need Play that funky music Play that funky beat Play that funky music Love ain't all you need The ivory tower's fallen down The nickels and dimes are spent I've given up castles in the air I couldn't afford the rent Every man has his selling price I'm taking the highest bid Come out of the clouds, Sir Rupert said And do what Stevie did (Peddle yourself!) Peddle yourself You'd better take my advice Or sit on the shelf He couldn't be more precise Don't get me wrong I'd hate to be misconstrued But stringing along It's the only left to do Sell out, sell out Yeah that's the name of the game Sell out, sell out That anybody can play Sell out, sell out I think you know what I mean Sell out, sell out Crank up that funk machine Yeah sell out, sell out woh You have gotta move with the times Sell out, sell out Or they all surely leave you behind Sell out, sell out There's no sweeter sound than the crash Sell out, sell out Of freshly minted cash Play that funky music Play that funky beat Play that funky music Love ain't all you need Sell out Sell out Sell out Sell out sell out sell out