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We got sanitised for the plastic dream
It′s the best no sell-out that you've ever seen
Another dead man walking in the cash machine
Never lost sight of the holy green, oh no
Oh no
A big business to bleed, down on your knees
Something to see well you said it, whatever
You keep dropping the tone
Another snap-shot winner on the silver screen
It′s the best no talent that you've ever seen
And if I said I'm not sorry, would you know what I mean?
Never lost sight of the holy green, oh no
Oh no
A big business to bleed, down on your knees
Something to see, well you said it, whatever
You keep dropping the tone
More winners to save, a "c" on your grave
Nothing′s for free, well you said it, whatever
Well you′re never alone
Well you're never alone
We got sanitised for the plastic dream
It′s the best no sell-out that you've ever seen
Another dead man walking in the cash machine
Never lost sight of the holy green, oh no
Oh no
A big business to bleed, down on your knees
Something to see, well you said it, whatever
You keep dropping the tone
More winners to save, a "c" on your grave
Nothing′s for free, well you said it, whatever
Well you're never alone
It′s the best no sell-out that you've ever seen
Another dead man walking in the cash machine
Never lost sight of the holy green, oh no
Oh no
A big business to bleed, down on your knees
Something to see well you said it, whatever
You keep dropping the tone
Another snap-shot winner on the silver screen
It′s the best no talent that you've ever seen
And if I said I'm not sorry, would you know what I mean?
Never lost sight of the holy green, oh no
Oh no
A big business to bleed, down on your knees
Something to see, well you said it, whatever
You keep dropping the tone
More winners to save, a "c" on your grave
Nothing′s for free, well you said it, whatever
Well you′re never alone
Well you're never alone
We got sanitised for the plastic dream
It′s the best no sell-out that you've ever seen
Another dead man walking in the cash machine
Never lost sight of the holy green, oh no
Oh no
A big business to bleed, down on your knees
Something to see, well you said it, whatever
You keep dropping the tone
More winners to save, a "c" on your grave
Nothing′s for free, well you said it, whatever
Well you're never alone
Writer(s): Kevin Duane Mccord, Oliver Cheatham, Edward Berkeley, Robert L. Huggar, Keir Lamont Gist, Kobie Brown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com