EX17

There’s art and there is striptease

Everyone says, “It has no meaning,
how long you’d like to play?
You should grow up, as we all had.
Earn some cash and pay!”

Music’s no show
and certainly no business.
Play as you go,
fuck mainstream just as indies.
No more to know,
fuck labels, every release.
Follow the flow,
there’s art and there is striptease.

There comes a day to rest in the peace
so fuck the gangs and all silly crews.
Your deathbed’s yours, not of your Gs.
You’ll fly alone just with your muse.

This is an almost word-for-word translation of a part of a song on my latest EP published in November last year.