The Scene Is Not for Sale
Well I hate to be the one to tell you,
the one to bring you down,
cause you're so high up you can't hear it but they're talking in this town.
You've always had this dream it seems,
a dream to own the scene,
so you bought the record label & every magazine but the scene is not for sale.
And if I had my hand out it's not to shake your hand,
see I don't want your autograph & I don't want to know your band.
It's pointed at the damage,
the mess you've left behind.
It's pointed at the little guy whose death card you have signed.
And you can't but the scene cause the scene is not for sale & even if you threw your soul in,
the devil wouldn't care.
La Escena No Está en Venta
Bueno, odio ser quien te lo diga,
quien te haga caer,
porque estás tan arriba que no puedes escuchar, pero están hablando en este pueblo.
Siempre has tenido este sueño, parece,
un sueño de poseer la escena,
entonces compraste el sello discográfico y cada revista pero la escena no está en venta.
Y si tuviera mi mano extendida no es para estrechar la tuya,
mira, no quiero tu autógrafo y no quiero conocer tu banda.
Está apuntando al daño,
el desastre que dejaste atrás.
Está apuntando al tipo pequeño cuya carta de muerte has firmado.
Y no puedes comprar la escena porque la escena no está en venta y aunque vendieras tu alma,
el diablo no le importaría.
Escrita por: Bob Oedy / George Snow