Roots

Welcome to the fashion show Fuck what you did to earn it, tell me who you know? Sign the contracts so you can't leave us when you grow We own you now, make no mistake Better look 'em in the eye, do what they say, for your career's sake Who do you think you are? Would you change everything about Yourself, just to be a star? (Just to be a star) Pucker up just to get an audition (suck up) Now here's a mint for all that ass you'll be kissing (I'm goin' back to my roots) We're goin' back to our old ways, everything was gold days Where have they gone? Where are they? Now, we see, that you were leading us along To a place we don't belong Put smiles on all the wrong faces End up in all the wrong places Now, we see, that you, were leading us along We're going back to our old ways Let me remind you not to forget who we're writin' these songs for You're just a pawn on the industry chessboard Navigatin' conversations, hid the truth under your hat If you say what's on your mind Boy, they gon' remember that we made you We gave you a shot, we the only friends you got Now give us what we want whether you like it or not Write something to make us the goods for the suits Fuck music politics, I'm goin' back to my roots We're goin' back to our old ways, everything was gold days Where have they gone? Where are they? Now, we see, that you were leading us along To a place we don't belong Put smiles on all the wrong faces End up in all the wrong places Now, we see, that you were leading us along We're going back to our old ways Freedom is a feeling that I can't recall Might as well be writing all my songs on the prison wall Now I see past all the mirrors and smoke I gave my whole life away with a pen stroke Linin' your pockets on the backs of the artist Float away because my song never charted, you promised Glory and fame, remember my name But when it didn't work out I'll live with the shame Of being another washed-up, has-been, never-was So the label gets us cut like it always does Lived a lifetime with your foot on my neck Fuck your contract I'm taking back what life I have left... (Left...) (I'm goin' back to my roots) We're goin' back to our old ways, everything was gold days Where have they gone? Where are they? Now, we see, that you were leading us along To a place we don't belong Put smiles on all the wrong faces End up in all the wrong places Now, we see, that you were leading us along We're goin' back to our old ways We're goin' back to our old ways, everything was gold days Where have they gone? Where are they? Now, we see, that you were leading us along We're goin' back to our old ways