Luyện nghe bài hát Homo-Machinery

I my employment, and I love my picket fence
Love my little car, and I the repayments
I pray this night, give myself as sacrifice
Brand me as a liar, don't a word I say
Where there's a there'll be greed, proles are gunna bleed
Blood, death, don't forget the
Company used and abused, on a lead
We are

The machine, we high
Keeps you fed, you dry
The machine, lie
misled, eat shit die

Piglet in a suit, tolerate worker
backed research, sponsored facts on news reports
Don't do delegate, union or
Money for misery, global market
Fist full of bills, pills, got to stay alert
suits as far as the eye can see
Mind full of greed, he cheat
all sense of self worth
He homo-machinery

The machine, we high
Keeps you fed, you dry
The machine, lie
misled, eat shit die

White collar virgin whores, with sweat and oil
Big green Trojan horse, lures in and keeps them fake
Money is evil's root, so is personhood
Evil's temple has a name, itself the World Bank
grind the land in, demand 'coz our wants are high
Chew up all of the
Crush up another white collar there's a more inline
just homo-machinery

The machine, we high
you fed, keeps you dry
The machine, lie
misled, eat shit die

Red burn the Reichstag again
of the new European centurion
Ease the discomfort of a grind
Choice of the new centurion