Anoint Evil (radio edit) Lyrics

I wanna go to a concert, but the ticket prices, they make me sick
Ticketmaster wants to profit faster, they use every dirty trick
They jack up prices so the average fan can’t afford to see his favorite bands
The best tickets only ever end up in the wealthiest of hands

Ticketmaster’s a scam, man
Ripping off every fan for all they can

If you rearrange the letters of Live Nation, you know what you’ll see?
You’ll get the phrase Anoint Evil, which is as fitting as can be
They’re the live-music mafia, the venue cartel, they control all of it
Blacklisting, blackmailing, blackballing, a total black hat outfit

Live Nation sure seems to hate live-music fans
And every single one of our favorite bands
They ain’t a service, just a profit-driven brand
They don’t love music, just the money in your hand

One fee, two fee, three fee, four (and maybe a few more)
Hey Ticketmaster, you’re something us music fans abhor
You and your parent company are about nothing but exploitation
The greed is out of hand, so we’re done with both you and Live Nation

Ticketmaster should be spelled with a capital D
And you, Live Nation, time to say B-Y-E
You ain’t a service, you’re just a monopoly
The evil rulers of the music industry

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