System, system, system.
death in life.
system, system, system.
the surgeons knife.
system, system, system.
hacking at the cord.
system, system, system.
a child is born.
Poor little fucker, poor little kid,
never asked for life, no she never did.
poor little baby, poor little mite,
crying out for food as her parents fight.
crying out for food as her parents fight.
System, system, system.
send him to school.
system, system, system.
force him to crawl.
system, system, system.
teach him how to cheat.
system, system, system.
kick him off his feet.
Poor little schoolboy, poor little lad,
theyand'll pat him if heand's good and theyand'll beat him if heand's bad.
poor little kiddy, poor little chap,
theyand'll force feed his mind with their useless crap.
theyand'll force feed his mind with their useless crap.
System, system, system.
theyand'll teach her how to cook.
system, system, system.
teach her how to look.
system, system, system.
theyand'll teach her all the tricks,
system, system, system.
create another victim for their greasy pricks.
Poor little girly, poor little wench,
another little object to prod and pinch.
poor little sweety, poor little filly,
theyand'll fuck her mind so they can fuck her silly.
theyand'll fuck her mind so they can fuck her silly.
System, system, system.
heand's grown to be a man.
system, system, system.
taugh to fit the plan.
system, system, system.
forty years of jobs.
system, system, system.
pushing little buttons, pulling little knobs.
Poor fucking worker, poor little serf,
working like a mule for half of what heand's worth.
poor fucking grafter, poor little gent,
working for the cash that heand's already spent.
working for the cash that heand's already spent.
Heand's selling his life,
sheand's his loyal wife,
timid as a mouse,
sheand's got her litlle house,
heand's got his little car,
and they share the cocktail bar
she likes to cook his meals,
you know, something that appeals.
sometimes he works til late
so his supper has to wait,
but she doesnand't really mind
cos heand's getting overtime.
he likes to put a bit away
just for that rainy day,
cos every little counts
as the cost of living mounts.
they do the pools each week
hoping for that lucky break.
then theyand'd take a trip abroad,
do all the things they canand't afford.
sheand'd really like to have a fur,
heand's like a bigger car.
they could buy a bungalow,
with a georgian door for show.
he might think of leaving work,
but no, he wouldnand't like a shirk.
heand'd much prefer to stay
and get his honest days pay.
heand's got a life of work ahead,
thereand's no rest for the dead.
sheand's tried to make it nice,
heand's said thankyou once or twice.
System, system, system.
deprived of any hope.
system, system, system.
taught they couldnand't cope.
system, system, system.
slaves right from the start.
system, system, system.
til death do them part.
Poor little fuckers, what a sorry pair,
had their lives stolen, but they didnand't really care.
poor little darlings, just your ordinary folks,
victims of the system and itand's cruel jokes.
victims of the system and itand's cruel jokes.
The couple views the wreckage
and dreams of home sweet home,
theyand'd almost paid the mortgage,
then the system dropped its bomb.
