A band plays in a basement In hope for great success Prepared to attempt anything They always do their best They fall for two publishers Who say you can be sold! Put faith in every promise And believe what they are told Two fashionable men of thirty Cheat them out of their money Fake the settlements Their intrigues and the deals are dirty They surely know the lawfulness Is in their hands The two have got the money The band has the ideas A false step is impossible No need for any fears The two have got the connexions The band has got a pen The two have got a contract Just a signature and then Truths onverted to a lie Profits turned into a loss Sells the soul and sells the name Thats the price of fame So listen to my counsel Be careful where you step Dont be in good faith or you Will trample in their traps Theyre going to deceive you They say we want you best! They promise you success And fame and profit, but at last
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