If You Got It at Five, You Got It at Fifty Lyrics

Rock and roll has such a terrible name
Who is to blame?
Perching birds drug by a string in the air
Stitched together with careless intention
Cleaner than the dagger that hollowed it out
Masked and forgotten or no face at all
It's got something or nothing to say
Yeah don't we all?

A trance and a trust fund
Stitched at the same time
And sold to the hogs
All eyes on you
Whatever it takes
The bottom line is
The only one that you'll cross

Keep selling what they want to hear
Arrogant and insincere
You've got something to say
But what's the pay?
A million before you and more in line
I've seen it a thousand times

Built to die and dying (built to die and dying)
Built to last and lasting (built to last and lasting)
Go along to get along
I will not be defiled by the kings meat
By the kings meat
By the kings meat
The noise ain't noise anymore
Whose to blame?
Whose to blame?
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You and I

The noise ain't noise anymore
Whose to blame?
Whose to blame?

The noise ain't noise anymore
Whose to blame?

You and I