Luyện nghe bài hát Systematic Death

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

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

little schoolboy, poor little lad
They'll pat him if he's good, him if he's bad
little kiddy, poor little chap
They'll force feed his mind with useless crap
Force 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 - they'll teach her all the
System, system, system - create victim for their
pricks

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

System, system, - he's grown to be a man
System, system, system - He's taught to fit the plan
System, system, system - forty years of
System, system, system - Pushing buttons,
pulling little

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

selling his life, she's his loyal 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 works til late so his supper has to
But she doesn't really mind cos he's getting
He likes to put a bit away just for rainy day
Cos every little when the cost of living mounts
They do the pools each week for that lucky break
they'd take a trip abroad, do all the things they can't afford
She'd really like to have a fur, like a bigger car
They could buy a bungalow, with a door for show
He might think of work, but no, he wouldn't like to shirk
He'd much prefer to and get his honest days pay
He's got a of work ahead, there's no rest for the dead
She's tried to make it nice, he's said thankyou once or

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

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

The views the wreckage and dreams of home sweet home
almost paid their mortgage when the system dropped its bomb