Computers and hardback books And all thе other things I never likеd the look of They seem strangely beautiful, complete and undisputable Atrocities recoupable, the hollow smiles of children know They’re going nowhere, going nowhere Going nowhere, going nowhere
The smell doesn’t stop (I feel shit) I just start sniffing it (I feel shit) Five, six days a week (Everything is fucking shit) The rest I feel fucking shit (Everything is fucking shit)
It′s rigged, the pennies are glued They’re turning all the babies into animal food It′s big, much bigger than you So shut your silly mouth Because there’s nothing you can do about
The system, the bloody system The intricate inner workings of the system The system, the bloody system The intricate inner workings of the system