[Intro]
Yeah... the gears keep turning... fuck the system...
[Verse 1]
Clockwork serfs in fluorescent coffins coughing up a lung for the overlords’ profit margin
Punching cards in the labyrinth of cubicles, beautiful dream deferred in the cubist cubbyholes
They sold you the ladder then removed the rungs, now you’re rung out, hung out to dry by the ones who pull the strings
Surveillance eyes in the sky like vultures, culture-vultured into consumer soldiers
Wage-cage rage page after page of the same script, flip the script get your soul repossessed quick
Metropolis of misanthropy, philosophy of monopoly, panopticon panhandling every pixel twitch
[Chorus]
Fuck the system, the schism, the prism that splits ’em
Fuck the system, the prison, the vision that pimps ’em
Fuck the system, the rhythm of rhythm that’s programmed
Fuck the system, we glitch in the matrix, unprogrammed
[Verse 2]
Boardroom vultures in tailored vests harvesting stress from the dispossessed
Taxman cometh like death in the night, bite the hand that feeds you the lies in the light
Education factory stamping out cogs for the machine, pristine dreams steamrolled into gasoline
Media machine gunning down the truth, youth seduced by the pixelated sleuth
They want you compliant, silent, giant middle finger defiant
Bureaucratic red-tape noose hanging loose from the gallows of “for your own good” abuse
[Chorus]
Fuck the system, the schism, the prism that splits ’em
Fuck the system, the prison, the vision that pimps ’em
Fuck the system, the rhythm of rhythm that’s programmed
Fuck the system, we glitch in the matrix, unprogrammed
[Bridge]
And when the towers tumble and the screens go black
Will you remember who you were before the contract?
Ink on the page like blood in the vein
Same game, same name, just different campaign...
[Outro]
Fuck the system…
The system… the system… fuck it…