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This song is by Snot and appears on the album Get Some (1997).

"Ain't no room for us in your alternative nation
It seems you've had control for much too long
Your greed and your dishonesty only add to my frustration
Can't you see the powers that be
Don't give a fuck about you and me
Somebody better say this cause there ain't nobody tryin' to save us
Just enslave us and leave us hanging on a rope that they just gave us
Victim of your mistrust
You your dance your stupid cash advance
No I'm not a victim of circumstance
Not gonna leave my life to chance
Rape the hearts of us the artists
You reap the benefits
Your pockets they get fat
While our souls bleed
You're getting away with murder
" Son you've failed to read the fine print"
Label whores like festering sores
Keep coming back they've got a deal for you
No it's not just good enough to hate this
'Cause we all know the ones in charge
Are all so shameless
And wasted energy on the hate defeats our purpose
Victim of your mistrust
You you take our livelihood at stake
And ain't no fake gonna steal my cake
Our spirits much too tough to break
Vicitim of your Mistrust

Need to stop and read between the line
Behind that smile the greed still shows in their eyes
That's part of their disguise
Don't believe the lies

The more I learn about your game
The less I wish to be involved with you another day
Just where do we fit in
It looks like we'll never win
And with the next big trend the cycle starts again
Don't let them turn you round and fall our of trust
You got to take control don't let them have it
They've got to work for us
Don't let them forget they've got to earn the trust"

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