Ghostlimb - Unending Ache lyrics

As time went by slowly by the businesses sprang up and preyed upon the postwar surplus crumpled in our gloves oh what a glorious experience an ineffable gift your eyes and ears constantly barraged and smeared shut with sh** we are happy to fuel a culture industry in need of new product when a flash in the pan misses the synapse of appeal way up in the ether of simulation and the real until my overloaded ears close shut and my heat dissipates just enough I'll have the same unending ache I'll have the same unending ache of dissent and disgust Context: Unending Ache After World War II, a growing economy helped produce a new youth culture eager to spend their disposable income. Fortunately, the 60-year business grab known as "the music industry," which arose to manipulate and take advantage of this, has hit a figurative brick wall. The use of different media outlets has allowed a more horizontal situation to develop where people can bypa** a large portion of the smarmy ba*tards who continue to control the garbage foisted upon us as music. Hopefully, the continuity of cooperation, direct control and participation will keep the supportive network alive the world over.