Luyện nghe bài hát Systematic Death

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

Poor little fucker, little kid
Never for life, no she never did
little baby, poor 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, - teach him how to cheat
System, system, system - kick him off his

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

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

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

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

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

He'll selling his life, she's his loyal
as a mouse, she's got her little house
He's got his little car and they share the bar
She to cook his meals, you know, something that appeals
Sometimes he works til late so his supper has to
But she really mind cos he's getting overtime
He likes to put a bit away just for that day
Cos every little when the cost of living mounts
do the pools each week hoping for that lucky break
Then take a trip abroad, do all the things 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 might of leaving work, but no, he wouldn't like to shirk
He'd much prefer to and get his honest days pay
He's got a life of work ahead, there's no rest for the
She's tried to make it nice, said thankyou once or twice

System, system, system - deprived of any
System, system, system - taught they cope
System, system, system - right from the start
System, system, - til death do them part

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

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