Luyện nghe bài hát Systematic Death

System, system, system - in life
System, system, system - the surgeons
System, system, system - hacking at the
System, system, system - a child is
Poor fucker, poor little kid
asked for life, no she never did
Poor baby, poor little mite
Crying out for food as her fight (x2)
System, system, system - him to school
System, system, system - force him to
System, system, system - him how to cheat
System, system, - kick him off his feet
Poor schoolboy, poor little lad
pat him if he's good, beat him if he's bad
Poor kiddy, poor little chap
They'll force feed his mind their useless crap
Force feed his mind with their useless
System, system, system - they'll teach her how to
System, system, system - teach her how to look
System, system, system - they'll her all the tricks
System, system, system - create another for their
pricks
Poor little girly, poor wench
Another little object to and pinch
little sweety, poor little filly
They'll fuck her mind so they can her silly
Fuck her mind so can fuck her silly
System, system, system - grown to be a man
System, system, system - been taught to fit the plan
System, system, system - years of jobs
System, system, system - little buttons,
pulling little
Poor fucking worker, poor serf
Working like a mule for of what he's worth
Poor fucking grafter, poor gent
for the cash that he's already spent (x2)
He'll selling his life, she's his wife
Timid as a mouse, got her little house
He's got his little car and they the cocktail bar
She to cook his meals, you know, something that appeals
Sometimes he til late so his supper has to wait
But she doesn't really mind cos getting overtime
He to put a bit away just for that rainy day
Cos little counts when the cost of living mounts
They do the each week hoping for that lucky break
Then they'd take a trip abroad, do all the things can't afford
She'd really like to have a fur, like a bigger car
They could buy a bungalow, with a Georgian door for
He might think of leaving work, but no, he wouldn't to shirk
He'd much prefer to stay and get his days pay
He's got a of work ahead, there's no rest for the dead
She's tried to make it nice, said thankyou once or twice
System, system, - deprived of any hope
System, system, system - they couldn't cope
System, system, system - slaves right the start
System, system, system - til death do part
Poor little fuckers, what a pair
Had lives stolen, but they didn't really care
little darlings, just your ordinary folks
Victims of the system and its cruel (x2)
The couple views the wreckage and dreams of home home
They'd almost paid their mortgage when the system its bomb.