Napalm Death - Exile 歌词

Pushed, promoted, justified?.


Perhaps not guaranteed.


Reassuring cash transfer providing leads, media profile - fallacies


we need?


I THINK NOT!


Labels breed the money making rock machines.


Broadening minds, eyes blind.


Criticism for the masses - or for themselves?


Progression or procession?.


Do opinions count, or do they mount?


The piles of shit.


Alternative press delights us with.


Critique elite - ill informed.


No wrong can be done, depending on the trend at times to be


untrendy.


Unexpired exile, reluctantly we all indulge their tasteful hype.
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