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[Not For Sale] Why are you leaving? Something to believe in Just left the building here comes nothing Seen the revolution go full circle And now it's so much more relaxing Where are they going? Didn't they know it's Hard for us to feel rejected Contrast - diction number one, 'it can be done Without losing our perspective' Some will come and some will go But some will stay despite temptation Music bought and sold back Is a shadow of its generation What it meant and what it means Is in our heads not on the screen Communication interaction Liveliness and satisfaction This is what we get from music Corporations just abuse it We keep our own company This culture is not for sale Why all the complaining? Nobody's the same when It comes down to hard decisions SongtexteBut how far do you take it? Do you need to make it? What's the price of your opinions? Ideas come and ideas go And some will stay to form the picture In our heads or on the screens Acted out or sold as culture It's a lifestyle revolution Just to share ideas for free Your revolution will not be televised Except on pay-per-view T.V. This is what we get for asking For someone else to do it for us A culture full of instancy This culture is not for sale Well they outlined all the options And gave us the directions And told us lead don't follow anyone It was hard to stop once started And the promises soon departed And we found out it was business and not fun Now where's the reason for it? The starting point's obscure, it's Getting hard to recognised a friend These men in suits and braces Have no feelings on their faces When they ask us to re-write that song again, no It's not just music it's not just views It's almost anything artistic It's not just art that's only part of Expression free from greed and profit This culture, this culture... Our culture Is not for sale, not for sale... [Breaking A Habit] Repetition That it's what I always do No more life in two dimension Habit retention It's a habit Got to grab it And to break it up Into pieces The cycle never ends Another habit Repetition And addiction Routine It's a habit It was beautiful So we grab it And we broke it Into little pieces Speed it up and make a mess Of anything, anything... I want to throw it all away I want to throw it all away Routine Repetition Press the button Here we go again You can't have it back again No, no, no I'm gonna throw it all away I'm gonna do something today Aus Songtexte Mania