Luyện nghe bài hát The Force Majuere

On from 9 to 5, then from 6 to 3
Steals the machine forever tuning
Class rebellion under noses the
Is feeding on the corpses

Their backs call for us to rise
But for now we'll all, just smile and
Denied now lost replaced by fear
We ask nothing less then settle for nothing

Behold the capitalists bathing in the blood of the class
Martyrs until spoken to
Vultures get fat the harness coup
another empty promise, of the leftist elite

Frustration another is crushed, under the rulers feet
And as the boot is forced into their teeth, our safety is defeat
Your station has been assigned your rebellion will be
Tired killing, just as many as he leaders they decry

Their backs all patted
For a job done without the shackles
Callused hands and drying
Rise up and the disease that stole your soul