Luyện nghe bài hát Systematic Death

System, system, - death in life
System, system, - the surgeons knife
System, system, - hacking at the cord
System, system, system - a child is

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

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

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 - another victim for their
greasy

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

System, system, system - grown to be a man
System, system, system - He's been to fit the plan
System, system, - forty years of jobs
System, system, system - little buttons,
pulling knobs

Poor fucking worker, little serf
like a mule for half of what he's worth
Poor grafter, poor little gent
Working for the cash that he's already (x2)

He'll selling his life, she's his loyal
as a mouse, she's got her little house
He's got his car and they share the cocktail bar
She likes to his meals, you know, something that appeals
he works til late so his supper has to wait
But she doesn't really mind cos he's getting
He likes to put a bit away just for rainy day
Cos every counts when the cost of living mounts
They do the pools each hoping for that lucky break
Then take a trip abroad, do all the things they can't afford
She'd really like to have a fur, he'd like a car
could buy a bungalow, with a Georgian door for show
He might think of leaving work, but no, he like to shirk
He'd much prefer to and get his honest days pay
got a life of work ahead, there's no rest for the dead
She's tried to it nice, he's said thankyou once or twice

System, system, system - of any hope
System, system, system - taught they couldn't
System, system, - slaves right from the start
System, system, system - til death do them

little fuckers, what a sorry pair
Had their lives stolen, but they 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 when the system dropped its bomb