Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Artist , by - Mordred. Song from the album Fool's Game, in the genre Release date: 30.04.1989
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Sanctuary Records Group
Song language: English
The Artist |
| Self employed self made scam |
| Like a child who forgot how to learn |
| Just conserving time |
| In this homemade prison he’ll burn |
| Tongue like a rusty razor tricky and sharp |
| With eyes that seem so pure |
| Walk like a dusty soldier proud and sure |
| With a medal of his buddy’s heart |
| There’s the pitch looks like a curve |
| He who dies with the most toys wins |
| Faceless, nameless they’re all the same |
| He’ll take your money with a toothy grin |
| Tongue like a rusty razor tricky and sharp |
| With eyes that seem so pure |
| Walk like a dusty soldier proud and sure |
| With a medal of his buddy’s heart |
| Worse than the animal |
| The artist needs |
| The artist greeds |
| He bites the hand that feeds |
| Worse than the animal |
| The artist needs |
| The artist greeds |
| BITE! |
| Floating in franklins like a pig in shit |
| He’s got money to burn yours not mine |
| Material madness bashes him down |
| And sends the fucker to the end of the line |
| Tongue like a rusty razor tricky and sharp |
| With eyes that seem so pure |
| Walk like a dusty soldier proud and sure |
| With a medal of his buddys heart |
| Worse than the animal |
| The artist needs |
| The artist greeds |
| He bites the hand that feeds |
| Worse than the animal |
| The artist needs |
| The artist greeds |
| BITE! |