SHOP MUSIC.

Won't do nothing for free What would that get me Just me and my fleas We got to pay Steve (What about Steve?) I don't wanna move I don't wanna mingle Is it too much to ask for a #1 hit single? A sponsorship? Or successful jingle? Profit makes me tingle We will sell your shit We will sell your shit We're charming We're funny Give us instruction We'll do it for money And we'll get a good mark up Buy a bag and spark up After we sell your shit We will sell more shit Give us your T shirt We'll wear it if we get the fee first We're charming We're smart Business minded No heart Exposure don't pay And you can't eat art No win No fee That's blasphemy More cash for me Tax man calling, naturally But actually I've got no scratch you see I keep that stashed over sea We're practically dastardly Duck the books and the HMRC This will make your life better This will make your back stronger This will make your wife wetter This will make your dick longer This will make your city more like London From your penthouse to your secret sex dungeon This will redo all that is undone This will make your family love you This will make all your lies come true This will get you an invite to the feast This will blow a hole into the middle east Judge, lawyer, priest This will make your allegations cease And bring horror upon all your enemies We will sell your shit We will sell your shit Cuz Remember when all else fails them All artists are salesman So, I made a bit of money Now all my issues have been largely addressed Though I'm still a bit on edge And often quiet depressed Wilfully possessed Can't spot the monster When he's well dressed Here's the thing Money talks, But it can't sing "