Luyện nghe bài hát Systematic Death

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