Luyện nghe bài hát Systematic Death

System, system, system - in life
System, system, system - the knife
System, system, system - at the cord
System, system, - a child is born

Poor little fucker, poor kid
Never for life, no she never did
Poor little baby, little mite
Crying out for food as her parents (x2)
par
System, system, system - send him to
System, system, - force him to crawl
System, system, system - teach him how to
System, system, system - him off his feet

Poor schoolboy, poor little lad
They'll pat him if good, beat him if he's bad
Poor kiddy, poor little chap
They'll force his mind with their useless crap
Force feed his mind with their crap

System, system, system - teach her how to cook
System, system, system - they'll her how to look
System, system, system - teach her all the tricks
System, system, system - another victim for their
greasy

little girly, poor little wench
Another object to prod and pinch
little sweety, poor little filly
They'll fuck her mind so they can fuck her
her mind so they can fuck her silly

System, system, system - grown to be a man
System, system, system - He's been taught to fit the
System, system, system - years of jobs
System, system, system - 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 that he's already spent (x2)

selling his life, she's his loyal wife
Timid as a mouse, she's got her little
He's got his little car and they share the bar
She likes to cook his meals, you know, that appeals
Sometimes he works til late so his has to wait
But she doesn't mind cos he's getting overtime
He likes to put a bit 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, he'd a bigger car
They could buy a bungalow, with a Georgian door for
He think of leaving work, but no, he wouldn't like to shirk
He'd much prefer to stay and get his honest pay
got a life of work ahead, there's no rest for the dead
She's tried to make it nice, he's said once or twice

System, system, system - of any hope
System, system, system - taught couldn't cope
System, system, system - slaves right from the
System, system, system - til death do part

little fuckers, what a sorry pair
Had lives stolen, but they didn't really care
Poor little darlings, your ordinary folks
Victims of the system and its jokes (x2)

The couple views the and dreams of home sweet home
They'd paid their mortgage when the system dropped its bomb