paroles de chanson Write For the Masses - Rod West

Your mind is swinging like a wrecking ball
All you gotta do is pick up the pieces
You gotta word and then you got the gall
You take a sip and the story just releases

You try and leave out all of the places
No mention of a time nor man
Peel the husk back from your fancy phrases
To display your big commercial plan

For the masses
When you write for the masses
When you write for the masses
When you write for the masses

Your ball is swinging like a wrecking mind
And all you gotta do is piece up the pickens
You temper all the sense you find
Then you double down on all the funky diction

You proclaim yourself the hero by rights
So it's nobody's fault (Oh no)
Count your money and recount your plight
Command precision wrecking ball

When you write for the masses
When you write for the masses
When you write for the masses
When you write for the masses

You try and leave out all of the places
No mention of a time nor man
Peel the husk back from your fancy phrases
To display your big commercial plan

When you write for the masses
When you write for the masses
When you write for the masses
When you write for the masses