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DEAR MUSIC INDUSTRY

Dear Record Company
I got a bone to pick with you
There was a sound I use to love to hear
But that's not what you do

You judge your job by the dollar
Instead of by the tune
Now every sound that comes along
You let it die too soon

You say careers are over
When that's not in your hands
As long as there's the people
Let them hear their bands

Dear Radio Stations
I got a bone to pick with you
There was a sound I use to love to hear
But that's not what you do

You've got such tiny playlists
Though there's a thousand worthy songs
Now so much is overlooked
And that my friend is wrong

Play what you want to play
Ignore the industry
Play every song on every album
Let the music be

Dear Music Industry
I got a bone to pick with you
There was a sound I use to love to hear
But that's not what you do

You take the artist to the people
Saying "This is what they want"
Take the people to the artist
Tell 'em "This is what we got"

Dear Record Company
I got a bone to pick with you
You better change your ways
Before your whole careers are through

Email: pcl_18@hotmail.com