Systematic Death

Crass

System, system, system.

Death in life.

System, system, system.

The surgeons knife.

System, system, system.

Hacking at the cord.

System, system, system.

A child is born.



Poor little fucker, poor little kid,

Never asked for life, no she never did.

Poor little baby, poor little mite,

Crying out for food as her parents fight.

Crying out for food as her parents fight.



System, system, system.

Send him to school.

System, system, system.

Force him to crawl.

System, system, system.

Teach him how to cheat.

System, system, system.

Kick him off his feet.



Poor little schoolboy, poor little lad,

They'll pat him if he's good and they'll beat him if he's bad.

Poor little kiddy, poor little chap,

They'll force feed his mind with their useless crap.

They'll force feed his mind with their useless crap.



System, system, system.

They'll teach her how to cook.

System, system, system.

Teach her how to look.

System, system, system.

They'll teach her all the tricks,

System, system, system.

Create another victim for their greasy pricks.



Poor little girly, poor little wench,

Another little object to prod and pinch.

Poor little sweety, poor little filly,

They'll fuck her mind so they can fuck her silly.

They'll fuck her mind so they can fuck her silly.



System, system, system.

He's grown to be a man.

System, system, system.

Taugh to fit the plan.

System, system, system.

Forty years of jobs.

System, system, system.

Pushing little buttons, pulling little knobs.



Poor fucking worker, poor little serf,

Working like a mule for half of what he's worth.

Poor fucking grafter, poor little gent,

Working for the cash that he's already spent.

Working for the cash that he's already spent.



He's selling his life,

She's his loyal wife,

Timid as a mouse,

She's got her litlle house,

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