Napalm Death - Exile Lyrics

Lyrics Exile - Napalm Death



Pushed, promoted, justified?
Perhaps not guaranteed.
Reassuring cash transfer providing leads,
Media profile - fallacies we need?
I think not!
Labels breed the money making rock machines.
Broadening mind, eyes blind.
Criticism for the masses - or for themselves?
Progression of procession?
Do opinions count or do they mount?
The piles of shit,
(That the) alternative press delights us with.
Critique elite - ill informed.
No wrong can be done, depending on the trend at times to be untrendy.
Unexpired exile,
Reluctantly we all indulge their tasteful hype.



Writer(s): Shane Embury, Mitchell Harris


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