Texty: Gilbert O'Sullivan. Every Song Has It's Play. Dishonorable Profession.

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This is a dishonorable profession
Brought about by people who think right
First will take a kid
And when he's earned a bit
We'll fleece him
Push him on the stage
Then push him to one side

This is a dishonorable profession
Even thieves would treat their own more kind
And the man who gets his ten per cent
Will go on to become a President
While you will just barely survive

Such is a dishonorable profession
Where success however great is despised
Ana while you say that you are
In it only for the music

Managers and agents view this with delight
Such is a dishonorable profession
Once you've passed the age of thirty-five
Your career is as good as up
Though your songs might still be good enough
The business is saying bye bye

Sign on the dotted line
And soon you'll he in the big time
Making a fortune for let's see
The Management and the record company

[Solo]
Such is a dishonorable profession
Once you've passed the age of thirty-five
Your career is as good as up
Though your songs might still be good enough
The business is saying bye bye