Lord and Intent - Kris Hansen's Left Hand Band

The New Zealand music industry just doesn't have a clue They have a low (or no) opinion of poor geeks like me and you What they've got is Guns and Roses and their latest top-10 smash All they want is to feel powerful and have a grand or two in cash The New Zealand music industry's just Wattie's selling songs If they've got exclusive rights then they don't care about the wrongs A snort of coke in L.A. with the parent company Makes a little boy quite happy in the music industry I won't be led astray I won't be damned I won't be held in thrall by your multinational hand The New Zealand music industry gets its product overseas 'Cause it can't believe in quality till it gets U.S. release And its well-trained radio stations pump out what it wants to hear The musical equivalent of epidemic diarrhoea I won't be led astray I won't be damned I won't be held in thrall by your multinational hand The New Zealand music industry pays lipservice to us But the taste of Kiwi music must be tantamount to pus 'Cause it gets spat out and flushed down someone's million dollar bog Like some foetus late-aborted 'cause they've got no time for sprogs I won't be led astray I won't be damned I won't be held in thrall by your multinational hand

Yeah (You don't even know me) Yeah, yeah, ah (You don't even know me) Ah-ha (You don't even know me) It's me, yeah (You don't even know me) Yo, these sixteen bars cost sixteen cars Kiss these balls, bitch, we stars Fuck that shit, you ain't hot like Prince You got a little shine, but not like this Time crumbles when the jet black M5 rumbles All from what I did last summer? But motherfuckers forget, till I'm back up on the set And every motherfucking jump shot wet Same outfit every day like a cartoon (That's me!) Uh, they'll never find you in a shark soup (Nope) And there will never be a part two Shit, you're looking at some motherfucking art, boo Two pumps from the inhaler got me feeling like Lawrence Taylor Two kisses on the cheek for my tailor (Mwah!) I got the soul of an Amazon healer Better be sure to put them cameras on (Please) Turn dreams into real shit Yeah, I might be sick Sitting court side, I'm likely lit Draw blood, I'm already made (Uh) But little man will cut your face like wedding cake (Aaah!) You don't even know me You don't even know me You don't even know me You don't even know me Switchin' lanes on these bitches like (Whoop!) Switchin' lanes on these bitches like (Whoop!) Watch the fifth wheel fall From this top floor view, I can see it all Yeah, man From this top floor view, I can see it all I can see it all Uh, I started clapping when the chef brought the duck to the table (Phenomenon!) Uh, that shit was shining like an angel (Whoo!) I never trust a dude named Angel (Nah) Long sleeved 4/5th's, turn them to an angel The sky opened up and down came me Young AB, floatin' in a Jag from the '80s (Uh) Tanned like I just left Haiti (Uh) Looking like I had mad plastic surgery (Aaah! Damn) They turned Bam Bam Chinese And that's fine by me (True) Shit, I need some time to realign my chi (So?) So bitch, please pass that bombazee Before I get upset You don't even know me You don't even know me You don't even know me You don't even know me

Oh, when my Lord and Savior calls me Oh, when my Jesus sets me free Oh, I'll be standing in the kitchen I hope He saves a seat for me And when my Jesus comes to take me Hey, I'll be waiting for my faith Hey, I'll be standing in the kitchen I'll wash my sins right off my face Oh, when my Lord and Savior calls me Oh, when my Jesus sets me free Hey, I'll be standing in the kitchen I hope He saves a seat for me And when my Jesus comes to take me Hey, I'll be waiting for my faith Hey, I'll be standing in the kitchen I'll wash the sins right off my face