Off The Scope (INDK)

There's only one thing left They cannot suck on Art is commercial trash And music's long gone The cash cow can't escape It's gettin steady rape The tags up on the wall are the only thing they can't control I think I'm coming off the scope All frontiers long leached The last form of (tax) free speech Is up on the walls and trains No radio remains No uncut magazines No cool unjaded scenes 'bout to lose my fucking mind I can see they're closing in behind I'm sick of the anti I'm sick of the anti-anti Now that the few have raped what's true What do the many do? Vandalize your values Bo hoo, your dollar signs lose Even though the world's in the way We can Never Slow Down