For the Love

[Strophe I:] It's only natural that things must change Still I'm looking back all the same To a time when the music we played Came to life through the message conveyed Now here's a matter of great concern We're judging artists by the money they earn It seems that for 9 out of 10 Music is just a means to an end, now tell me [Chorus:] Why, why, why can't we do it for the love I know you gotta make a living somehow, but Why, why, why can't we do it for love Ain't trying to be holier than thou [Strophe II:] We're addicted to the things we crave A ship full of slaves transported on the airwaves Like everybody's caught in a bind The man got us waiting in line Wanna get signed you gotta follow directions Still divided up according to a complexion The chosen few don't even have to sing You got the looks that can pull the strings It's almost like nothing's taboo Consciousness is just a marketing tool This music used to be our spiritual base Now we just pick up the pace [Chorus] [Bridge:] There's enough in this world for everyone's needs But there will never be enough for everyone's greed Your career will be quick if you trying to get rich Both will fall in the ditch [Chorus]