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Artists singing about corruption in the music industry

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posted on Jan, 8 2012 @ 02:08 AM
Here are a couple of songs that seems to deal with the subject of what really goes on behind
the music industry.

Smashing Pumpkins - Bullet with butterfly wings

The world is a vampire, sent to drain
Secret destroyers, hold you up to the flames

Secret societies and the elite, like vampires, are using the people

And what do I get, for my pain?
Betrayed desires, and a piece of the game

What did he get to know the truth?
A place in the music business but another long term plan was betrayed

Even though I know - I suppose I'll show
All my cool and cold - like old job

Even though he knows all about it, the show must go on

Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage
Then someone will say what is lost can never be saved

Even if he is pissed about it he can't do anything

Now I'm naked, nothing but an animal
But can you fake it, for just one more show?

His true intentions and feelings have been told,he is now an animal like everyone else
But maybe he could fake it just a bit more, another show

And what do you want?
I want to change
And what have you got, when you feel the same?

Who doesn't want change?

Tell me I'm the only one
Tell me there's no other one
Jesus was the only son, yeah.
Tell me I'm the chosen one
Jesus was the only son for you

He wishes he was the savior, Jesus
The chosen one to purge the evil

And I still believe that I cannot be saved

Realizing he is not Jesus, he believes he cannot be saved by him anyway.
Was one of his reasons to become popular, change the world?

Marilyn Manson - The Dope Show

The dope show is the media business which is all controlled by the same people

The drugs they say make us feel so hollow
We love in vain narcissistic and so shallow

The drugs are the stars, which gives us hollow values, love ourselves narcissistically

The cops and queers to swim you have to swallow
Hate today, no love for tomorrow

Not sure about this part, seems to be homosexual slang

We're all stars now in the dope show

The dope show is the media business which is all controlled by the same people

They love you when you're on all the covers
When you're not then they love another

When they want to promote a star, they put him on all magazines
If the star isn't everywhere, it means they are spending on someone else

The drugs they say are made in California

Stars began in movies before music

We love your face
We'd really like to sell you
The cops and queers make good-looking models
I hate today
Who will I wake up with tomorrow?

Manson was obviously willing to go all the way in stardom

Genesis - Tonight Tonight Tonight

I'm coming down, coming down like a monkey, but it's alright
Like a load on your back that you can't see, ooh but it's alright
Try to shake it loose, cut it free, just let it go, get it away from me.

I always found those lyrics weird...why monkey, because the people down there are not?
Load in the an evil spirit, a jinn?

Cos tonight, tonight, tonight - oh, I'm gonna make it right
Tonight, tonight, tonight - oh.

I'm going down, going down, like a monkey, ooh but it's alright
Try to pick yourself up, carry that weight that you can't see,
Don't you know it's alright
It's like a helter skelter, going down and down, round and round
But just get it away from me - oh.

Because tonight, tonight, tonight - oh
We're gonna make it right
Tonight, tonight, tonight - oh.

I got some money in my pocket, about ready to burn
I don't remember where I got it, I gotta get it to you
So please answer the phone, cos I keep calling, but you're never home
What am I gonna do

Why doesn't he remember where the money comes from, does he want to forget it?

You keep telling me I've got everything, you say I've got everything I want
You keep telling me you're gonna help me, you're gonna help me, but you don't

He gets everything he could want in the music business, well at least they manipulate him with
that. In the end, he says it's not helping him.

But now I'm in too deep
You see it's got me so that I just can't sleep
Oh get me out of here, please get me out of here
Just help me I'll do anything, anything
If you'll just help me get out of here.

Did Phil really go that deep in the rabbit hole?
Far enough that people that do, usually don't come back
He wants to be saved from this

Maybe we'll make it right
Tonight, tonight, tonight - oh.

Very suspicious lyrics

Garbage - Right between the eyes

Don't care what they have to say
No point in listening to them anyway
Why do you have to give them what they want?
They love to watch you as you fall apart

She knows a musician that was fooled by the big music business
Someone that went all the way and then was ditched and attack, probably to move on to another


Stick it to them like a phoenix rise
There's nothing grander than the big surprise
They can't hurt you with their sticks and stones
About time take them right between the eyes

A way to say he should take his revenge with some Babylonian symbolism in there, at least the
Phoenix and the eye

Seek to destroy cause they're scared of you
That's why they try to make a fool of you
They're so jealous of my pretty star
Cause you've got soul inside your shattered heart

And you've been waiting all your life
To fly high into somebody else
And it's true it's a cruel, cruel world
Life's a bitch and then you die my love

People like to build you up
Then they'll stab you in the back like that
You know it breaks my heart
Can't see you going out like that

Stay alive my love

Sounds like what Michael Jackson had to live trough
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posted on Jan, 8 2012 @ 02:08 AM
Hole - Celebrity Skin

Oh, make me over
I'm all I want to be
A walking study
In demonology

Well this one starts rough...pretty much says to "do thou what you wilt"
And yeah, demons too

Hey, so glad you could make it
Yeah, now you really made it
Hey, so glad you could make it now

That's what it takes make it in showbiz

Oh, look at my face
My name is might have been
My name is never was
My name's forgotten

Courtney who?
Courtney Love which was pretty much blamed for killing Kurt Cobain, which I strongly doubt.

Hey, so glad you could make it
Yeah, now you really made it
Hey, there's only us left now

When I wake up in my makeup
It's too early for that dress
Wilted and faded somewhere in Hollywood
I'm glad I came here
With your pound of flesh
No second billing cause you're a star now
Oh, Cinderella
They aren't sluts like you
Beautiful garbage beautiful dresses
Can you stand up or will you just fall down

You better watch out
What you wish for
It better be worth it
So much to die for

When I wake up in my makeup
Have you ever felt so used up as this?
It's all so sugarless
Oh, just go nameless
Honeysuckle, she's full of poison
She obliterated everything she kissed
and now she's fading
Somewhere in Hollywood
I'm glad I came here
With your pound of flesh

I know pound of flesh means a bad bargain but I have no idea if what she sings has a second

You want a part of me
Well, I'm not selling cheap
No, I'm not selling cheap

Ending lyrics in which she makes her own exit of the deal she won't take.

Theses aren't the only songs that deal with this type of subject...obviously, there is
something going on.

My life long dream was to become popular and change the world trough influence,
give a voice to the people and problems that have been silenced.
You know, make the world a better place.
Of course I wish I could live with the music I do but I am not willing to sell my
soul to do it, I don't mind not being rich. To me, it seems the whole big music industry is
tightly controlled and their stars are used up and abused till they can't take it anymore. The
values, the lifestyle, the symbols in most pop music is downright evil to me. I would never
accept to spread values that are not my own even for all the fame, power and money in the

Doesn't mean you can't enjoy my music
You can check it out in my signature

Please add videos to the thread if you find em appropriate

posted on Jan, 8 2012 @ 02:45 AM
you have a point...but out of the blue,my favorite alternative pick would be:moist,bush,hole

posted on Jan, 8 2012 @ 03:17 AM
Google: AKALA:

Sorry kids, let me apologise before I go further,
Unfortunately, I don't rap about how many man I've murdered,
And you may find it boring, appauling, and I ain't scoring,
Black's from your little rap packs for just stating facts,
Like not ability to kill a man lyrically,
Just thought killing shouldn't be glorified, silly me,
Apparently, murdering man has become an aspiration,
But what would happen if we reversed the situation?
If Black rappers claiming they clap a black in the face,
Talked about killing white people as much, would they still get embraced?
Or would you find the applauding would quickly turn to appauling,
You've got no career by the next morning,
I ain't saying you should do that,
True that would be just as dumb,
Just point out how absurd that it has become,
If a Chinese rapper were to say "die chink, die..." Everybody would be like... "what is wrong with this guy?" But some of us have become so accustomed, To just behave disgusting, We think it's just our behaviour, and it ain't worth discussing, Or worse yet; that it's cultural expression, But who owns Beretta? And who owns Smith And Wesson?
Who owns the car you're driving that you thinks defining who you are,
Running from yourself you find there's no hiding...
So, boast about your Prada and your Christian Dior,
Still security will follow you when you're in the store,
You could boast about your platinum chains,
And your diamond rings,
Whilst kids in Sierra Leone keep on losing limbs...

Act like you've got no brain,
And you ain't got no shame,
And say "so what, I'm getting dough" but you're pawns in the game,
They're laughing at the little coons, Who really think they're goons, Real goons don't wear platinum chains, they wear ties and suits, They don't live in the States and sell flake, They invade with guns and tanks, and take your whole State, mate, So pardon me if I don't find it funny, You boast about it, but do you even know what is money? See it's hard to act dumb when you have read a couple hundred books, But still in anybody's hood so tell me who is shook? When you have been to Brazil and stood in Ferrella Streets, Next to kids holding hand grenades and M-16's... When you come back to London it ain't serious, The ghetto's in our head; we are delirious! If you lived there in the real slum without food or running water, Where police drive by and kill sons and daughters, You would give your right arm for the chance to go to school, Instead, what do we do? The killer, the trigger, to play the fool, And I ain't saying school is the answer; educate yourself, See it's not the money you make - you are the wealth,
I ain't saying we ain't got a struggle right here in Britain,
But you're taught to act inferior and play position perfectly,
It's disturbing me, the verbal murder be absurd to me,
I've heard of you, you have not heard of me,
It's probably cause I don't rap about Gucci or Booty,
Quite enough for the urban scene to fully salute me,
But I don't really care, I'm too busy writing my master thesis,
It's hard to play the stereotype when you study Egypt,
Plus "urban" seems racist to ourselves,
Elevating words of hate, we're merely hating ourself,
And if you are musically bored to death, speak intelligent,
People look at you like who the hell d'you think you're better than?
Better than no-one on this Earth; and I know I'm not,
But refuse to play small just to fit in your box,
And I don't hate none of these other rappers, in fact it's quite the other,
Look at me as your bigger, wiser, older brother,
And as a brother should I tell you you're in trouble,
If they clap when you're talking of killing; do they really love you?
If record label bosses kids were dying,
Would they sell us violence quickly as they're ready to desensitize us?
They tell you to # on the floor, holding all the scoops,
Throw you a bone like a dog jumping through a hoop,
Don't take it as a compliment, cause it is not that,
But tell you that you're African; you tell me it's not that,
Humanity is African, even if it's not black,
Truth can be painful, shh, better stop that,
It's so inconvenient for those at the top that,
You talk too much truth, you might just get popped at,
If women are such hoes that we don't wanna kiss 'em, What does it say about us that we still wanna put our dick in? I'm done with the lies, third eye open wide, The tougher that you act, the weaker you really feel inside, So all the killers, the trigger and when we call ourself, And what platinum chain is bigger than Jigga's, It's just to run from the fact that, we feel insecure, Get as many things as you want, but it can not restore, The core of who you are truly, that'll surpass beauty, That comes from knowledge of yourself and a sense of duty, That comes from knowledge of yourself and a sense of duty, That comes from knowledge of yourself and a sense of duty,So all my brothers that are claiming we are t'ugs (thugs),

posted on Jan, 8 2012 @ 03:20 AM
No, if we're honest we just wanna be loved,
But we feel that we're not worthy, and that we're not smart,
So we act aggressive to protect our fragile little hearts,
But we gotta deal with this pain, or it will consume,
That's enough honesty... now lets resume,
Turn this off, go back to rappers that tell you kill,
But inside of yourself, you know that this is real...

Akala, here on SBTV,
Double Think coming soon, check the CD,
Akala, here on SBTV,
Double Think, May 3rd, check the CD...
If you want a little knowledge, bigger than college, I promise you the metaphorics that'll offer you solice, Like the Great Pyramid alone, 2.3 million stones, If you took 'em apart, placed them in a row, They would stretch 2 thirds of the way around the Earth, That is more stone than there is in every single British church, Each stone cut with a degree of accuracy, Of one one thousandth of an inch, well what does that mean? 1978 the Japanese ran an experiment to rebuild them, With modern technology, and failed terribly, But anyway, thats enough for today. . .

The above is from a UK rapper, AKALA video can be found, here:

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posted on Jan, 8 2012 @ 07:21 AM
Nofx - dinosaurs will die.
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"Dinosaurs Will Die"

Send "Dinosaurs Will Die" Ringtone to your Cell
(This is not a test of the Emergency Broadcast System. This is the real thing)

Kick back watch it crumble
See the drowning, watch the fall
I feel just terrible about it
That's sarcasm, let it burn

I'm gonna make a toast when it falls apart
I'm gonna raise my glass above my heart
Then someone shouts "That's what they get!"

For all the years of hit and run
For all the piss broke bands on VH1
Where did all, their money go?
Don't we all know

Parasitic music industry
As it destroys itself
We'll show them how it's supposed to be

Music written from devotion
Not ambition, not for fame
Zero people are exploited
There are no tricks, up our sleeve

Gonna fight against the mass appeal
We're gonna kill the 7 record deal
Make records that have more than one good song
The dinosaurs will slowly die
And I do believe no one will cry
I'm just #ing glad I'm gonna be
There to watch the fall

Prehistoric music industry
Three feet in la brea tar
Extinction never felt so good

If you think anyone would feel badly
You are sadly, mistaken
The time has come for evolution
# collusion, kill the five

Whatever happened to the handshake?
Whatever happened to deals no-one would break?
What happened to integrity?
It's still there it always was
For playing music just because
A million reasons why

(All) dinosaurs will die
(All) dinosaurs will die
(All) dinosaurs will die

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