Luyện nghe bài hát Systematic Death

System, system, system - in life
System, system, system - the surgeons
System, system, - hacking 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, system - him to crawl
System, system, system - teach him how to
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 with their crap
Force feed his mind with their useless

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

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

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

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

He'll his life, she's his loyal wife
Timid as a mouse, got her little house
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 really mind cos getting overtime
He likes to put a bit away just for rainy day
Cos every little counts the cost of living mounts
They do the pools each week hoping for that lucky
Then they'd take a trip abroad, do all the things they afford
She'd like to have a fur, he'd like a bigger car
could buy a bungalow, with a Georgian door for show
He might think of work, but no, he wouldn't like to shirk
much prefer to stay and get his honest days pay
He's got a of work ahead, there's no rest for the dead
She's to make it nice, he's said thankyou once or twice

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

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

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