On shift from 9 to 5, then from 6 to 3
Steals the soul machine forever tuning
Cla** rebellion under noses the boss
Is feeding on the living corpses Their broken backs call for us to rise
But for now we'll all, just smile and sympathize
Denied movement now lost replaced by fear
We ask nothing less then settle for nothing more Behold the capitalists bathing in the blood of the working cla**
Martyrs bleed until spoken to
Vultures get fat from the harness coup
Revolution another empty promise, of the leftist elite Frustration another soul is crushed, under the rulers feet
And as the boot is forced into their teeth, our safety is their defeat
Your station has been a**igned your rebellion will be confined
Tired doctrines k**ing, just as many as he leaders they decry