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We fall, we fall We fall, we fall We fall, we fall We fall, we fall The harder they come The harder they fall The quicker they come The quicker they crawl Dead celeb's comin' back With this brand new track Here's another taste Come on swing your battleaxe You wanna be a star? Here's a gimic and a style To mimic and free clothes to help redesign your image I feel like the only way I seek fame and worth Is to kill myself the same week my record hits the shelf All you really need is a record label budget Watch the machine voice freedom to the public Hate it or love it Watch it or unplug it Critics disappear - break out the next week's store hit You're just a puppet on a string I'm your master Cut out the singing, you might as well be an actor I read a chapter how sex sells music Nobody likes your songs And got your videos muted (We fall, we fall in background) Mixed in the hood for you to trash or crash it Prostitute music Selling songs with ass on it Gasp for breath Dead celeb passed the test Music for a living? I can't ask for less "We fall, we fall" [background] The harder they come The harder they fall The quicker they come The quicker they crawl Dead celeb's comin' back With this brand new track Here's another taste Come on swing your battleaxe The harder they come The harder they fall The quicker they come The quicker they crawl Dead celeb's comin' back With this brand new track Here's another taste Come on swing your battleaxe Fuck mass appeal And fuck keepin' it real I feel I need to take Tommy Matola for a record deal What would you do for that big contract? Change your face like Michael? Be on American Idol? Black homocidal in each opponants questions I thought we were musicians not Fear Factor contestants Overnight stars want credit? Forget it Yeah, you went platinum But we bought your record Extra-philosophy Behind the music prodigy The next best thing since the Motley Crue biography It's like drugs Become a shark in deep water You swim to the mainstream and you might be offered "We fall, we fall" [background] You could be a star too with fame and riches Fuck these opinons of these haters and critics They can be so cynic Quick to call you a gimic You can't tarnish my image You write it out of your livin' The harder they come The harder they fall The quicker they come The quicker they crawl Dead celeb's comin' back With this brand new track Here's another taste Come on swing your battleaxe "We fall, we fall" [background] The harder they come The harder they fall The quicker they come The quicker they crawl Dead celeb's comin' back With this brand new track Here's another taste Come on swing your battleaxe We fall, we fall We fall, we fall "We fall, we fall" [background] The harder they come The harder they fall The quicker they come The quicker they crawl Dead celeb's comin' back With this brand new track Here's another taste Come on swing your battleaxe The harder they come The harder they fall The quicker they come The quicker they crawl Dead celeb's comin' back With this brand new track Here's another taste Come on swing your battleaxe We fall, we fall We fall, we fall We fall We fall We fall We fall
Writer(s): Jeff Dalziel, Bobby Mcintosh, Yassen Taalat Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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