• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• The Trade - D.r.i
• The Dirt - Showbread
• The Trade - Dirty Rotten Imbeciles
• The Trade - Damnwells
• The Hatred - Chubb Rock
• They Tried - Ric Ocasek

I'm on a roll
Out of control
Another one night stand
I can't get away
'Cause I'm on display
But I can't see you, man
CHORUS
Smile for the cameras
Smile for the fans
Sign their records
And shake their hands
Try to stay healthy
Try to get laid
Make it to the show
That's the trade (2)
I sleep all day
On the freeway
On the bus between each gig
I'm making my living
Singing my songs
Doing my thing, dig
I had a dream
So I made some plans
Things have a way of working out
I found a few people
And formed a band
Taught myself to shout
REPEAT CHORUS
Write down stuff
You feel strongly about
Others may feel the same
And before you know it
You might be a big star
And everyone will know your name
When you learn the trade
And you're on display
Everyone knows that name
Everyone knows our name

I want to open up my guts
And crawl inside to make a home
And nestle up inside the steaming
Softness silent and alone
I want to pull apart the things
You think that matter
?Cause to me nothing is everything
Just a vacant listless clatter
And I bury myself underneath myself
I will not reach or call for help
I want to do this on my own
I want to feel it in my bones
I want to know the ugliness
That wraps around me
So I open wide and die inside
Forget the things the world said I could be
There?s nothing for me, nothing I want to be
And I am nothing now and free
The nothing's in love with me
Don?t you think it?s funny how
The dirt just piles up on me?
And I?m being crushed but baby, hush
You know it doesn?t matter very much
To know the nastiness
And roll around in piles of this
Then yawn into the stinking hiss
Then close it tightly in my fists
When I am gone I?ll leave no bones
No dust, no death, no love, no home
Just emptiness and all of this is nothing
Nothing, nothing, I?m alone
So wave goodbye and close your eyes
And never take off your disguise
The world is ugly when you take it off
Go on and live your life
There?s nothing for me, nothing I want to be
And I am nothing now and free
The nothing's in love with me
And leave me lying here
The world will never shed a tear
For idiots who die like us and never ever
Know something that?s real
There?s nothing for me, nothing I want to be
And I am nothing now and free
The nothing's in love with me
There?s nothing for me, nothing I want to be
And I am nothing now and free

I'm on a roll
Out of control
Another one night stand
I can't get away
'Cause I'm on display
But I can't see you, man
CHORUS
Smile for the cameras
Smile for the fans
Sign their records
And shake their hands
Try to stay healthy
Try to get laid
Make it to the show
That's the trade (2)
I sleep all day
On the freeway
On the bus between each gig
I'm making my living
Singing my songs
Doing my thing, dig
I had a dream
So I made some plans
Things have a way of working out
I found a few people
And formed a band
Taught myself to shout
REPEAT CHORUS
Write down stuff
You feel strongly about
Others may feel the same
And before you know it
You might be a big star
And everyone will know your name
When you learn the trade
And you're on display
Everyone knows that name
Everyone knows our name
Everyone knows my name

And then I woke up
Fell in line
Collected my prize
Paid my fine
I couldn't be more ready than this
Completely aware
Sunkissed
Take me outside and trade this truth for lies
Another one stuck in my head
Electric song sings me to bed where I dreamt I took a trip
I think it was to India
I drove 'round in Cadillacs 'til I got lost and never came back
Take me outside and trade this truth for lies
You and I can take a ride if you're going some place I might like
Does it have to make sense all the time?
Do I really have to make up my mind
Take me outside and trade this truth for lies

Extremeties excite pulses and in turn different entities
Won't break bread or split the peas
But in the soup the mixture of several racial groups
Minority troops flavors the broth of Wall Street suits
Armani or maybe Versace
Monetary gain can't stop the White House frolics
Judicial alcoholics
Cover up versions of death in the Persian
Now a right angle equals eighty degrees
The Haitians brought the AIDS disease -- NEGATIVE
The scapegoat becomes a raging rhinoceros
Bush is steady watching us
How can we kill their Asiatic crew
Ahh develop a harsh addictive brew
Flood their beighborhood and let their leaders debate it
Part one of the hatred
The sequel the birth of many Uncle Tom's
I myself I can't stay calm
I shake in Bensonhurst rest in Bedford-Stuy
School in Sheepshead Bay, move to strong LI
But my self inner-self breaks North
And like Moses I'm judged by the cloth
Of my heritage who will bring forth the people
In all people there lies that certain evil
The enemy within spreads to the next of kin
A baby's no longer cute, here comes David Duke
Bring a halt and with a wound sprinkle salt
To the black -- lock them in a St. Ide's vault
Burp up the progress, the agony, the pain
Put down the brew have a brain
The freedom ice is thin and we're the first ones to shake
Then comes the real hate
Why should you hate me? What have I done?
We all have eight fingers and two thumbs
To feel the oppression so every studio session
I try to kick a positive lesson
U.S. coverups are neat like Tony Randall
Brotherly love is melting like a candle
Humanity without human beings
They even said Chubb was against Koreans
I just wanted to state the facts
It seems that no one is against Blacks
Uhh, what should we do? Should we run?
Uhh, if we run we'll succumb
They're mad so don't you know they're scared of the dark so
And the dark so rule the bank so
So you know that they're mad so
This style developed by Shabba Ranks so
And with that I wanna give thanks so
To the temperment of the strength of Miss Parks
But even now in the nineties we will spark and respark

they tried to tear you away
they tried to lie in your face
they tried to tip you off sweetly
they tried to get on your good side
they never got the picture
they never got the joke
they never felt your fire
they only saw the smoke
they tried to tell you what's right
they tried to push you around
they tried to be what you wanted
they tried to get you for nothing
they never got too conspicuous
they never felt quite right
they never knew your darkness
they only saw your light
they tried to make you out stupid
they tried to come on like cupid
they tried to tell you what's real
they tried to stay on your heels
they never knew what ticked you
they never knew for sure
they always said they picked you
they never knew what for
they tried to pick you apart
they tried to be your best friend
they never got the picture
they never got the joke
they never felt your fire
they only saw the smoke
but they tried they tried and tried
and they kept on tryin'
crying while they lied
they tried to top you off sweetly
oh they tried and tried
they tried to get on your good side