Titus Andronicus
Just Like Ringing A Bell
They're taking an old religion, fitting it with a different name
Now we're cutting our own incisions and inserting their hurting pain
It's another innocent victim shivering in the frigid cold
They're making a dirty fortune selling something that's barely working
An inferior version of rock and roll
Or whatever else ever has touched your soul
Call it what you will — there's a billion of them they sold
They're taking credit that they're not earning
Any good thing they ever sold they stole
Oh yeah
They're making a television different than the old one was
A limited deluxe edition, it's a superior version of
Of the previous week's installment, but ain't it all the same? (Pretty much)
Yet I comfort myself at night with transmission by satellite
It's like a good enough facsimile of real love
I guess I got a habit same as everyone else does
We're all banging down doors, trying to grab that stuff
But we never should have left it up to the judge
That passed the bill that illegalized us
They illegalized us
Oh yeah
The inferior version, it isn't really rock and roll
SongtexteIt's but a shallow imitation — it doesn't really get ya goin'
And there ain't no good explanation why it's flying off the shelves
It's a sorry situation — entire world's going to hell
But I in no way blame myself
Though I helped those bastards to sell that inferior version we love so well
An inferior version of rock and roll
An inferior version of rock and roll
They're making a dirty fortune off an inferior version of rock and roll
Whoa yeah
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