It`s a straight and narrow pathOr is it fate which takes our hand?Play the game, praise the manThat fakes the master planTake the rough with the smoothWhose loss do we lose?What else could we disprove?Who shapes the abuse?You prostitute integrityAnd blindly steal identityBuy it out and watch it dieFashion talks, the bullshit fliesBite your tongue and breathe a sightTake the fall or take the climbStreamlined and new improvedA nation sadly out of tuneIs it just old-fashionedCreation with a passion?Just an observationOf a machine generationPush thisPush thisThe same old songThe same old songThe same old songThe same old songIs the message lost in this?That`s not politicsThere`s a rhyme to this reasonThey`re one and the sameTake the heart they`ve brokeAnd the money they`ve chokedYou`re left with no answerTo this industry chancerJust an observationOf a machine generationPush thisPush thisThe same old songThe same old songThe same old songThe same old songPush thisPush this