Artist: Napalm Death
Album: Diatribes
Song: Ripe for the Breaking 3
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Ripe for the Breaking 3
You weren't born with the world falling at your feet
The path is long and agonizing being dragged on your knees
And the silver spoon in your mouth tasted spoilt with rust
When all that glitters isn't gold and fortunes turn to dust

You're prime for the raping

And when you don't pander to meet the agenda
Scavengers start to gather
Perverse visionaries taste the lather
The just rewards in controlled rebellion

Tossed and probed like a gristly piece of meat
Lock, stock, and barrel slave
You just don't contradict big brother
He's got the right to push you under

And they pledge you the earth, then pull you six feet down
And you're branded with the stigma; unusable dropouts
And with inspiration ravaged, you take the final bow
The creative demeanor shatted into a million pieces

You're ripe for the breaking