Kill the Music

The sad pretender reneges on every deal Return to sender transparent lies revealed The question corpses trapped In a silent scream Can’t last the courses Run a mile, kill the dream The cult of larceny Kill the music – kill the music There’s no integrity Kill the fucking music You’re paranoia at finding out the truth Your game is over it’s time to cut you loose A final last chance to prove your doubters wring Now there’s no last laugh Lost all cred, stole the song The cult of larceny Kill the music – kill the music You’ve no integrity Kill the fucking music She came to see you, offered it on a plate Then panic struck you, pretending to be straight Your basic hygiene is zero, not a bit Your life is unclean, work it out, time to quit The cult of larceny Kill the music – kill the music There’s no integrity Kill the fucking music The cult of larceny Kill the music – kick the habit You’ve no integrity Kill the fucking music