Crass - Systematic death
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[Chorus]
ASystem, system, Gsystem - death in Alife
ASystem, system, Gsystem - the surgeons kAnife
ASystem, system, Gsystem - hacking Aat the cord
ASystem, system, Gsystem - a chAild is born
[Verse 1]
PoAor little fucker, poEor little kid
NeGver asked for life, nAo she never did
PoAor little baby, poEor little mite
CrEying out for food as her parents fight
CrE5ying out for food as her parents fight
[Chorus]
ASystem, system, Gsystem - send him to scAhool
ASystem, system, Gsystem - force him toA crawl
ASystem, system, Gsystem - teach him how Ato cheat
ASystem, system, Gsystem - kick him oAff his feet
[Verse 2]
PoAor little schoolboy, poEor little lad
They'll pGat him if he's good, beAat him if he's bad
PooAr little kiddy, poEor little chap
They'll foErce feed his mind with their useless crap
FoE5rce feed his mind with their useless crap
[Chorus]
ASystem, system, Gsystem - they'll teach herA how to cook
ASystem, system, Gsystem - they'll teach hAer how to look
ASystem, system, Gsystem - they'll teach her aAll the tricks
ASystem, system, Gsystem - creAate another victim for their greasy pricks
[Verse 3]
PoAor little girly, poEor little wench
AnoGther little object to prAod and pinch
PoAor little sweety, poEor little filly
They'll fuEck her mind so they can fuck her silly
FuE5ck her mind so they can fuck her silly
[Chorus]
ASystem, system, Gsystem - he's grAown to be a man
ASystem, system, Gsystem - He's been tAaught to fit the plan
ASystem, system, Gsystem - forty yAears of jobs
ASystem, system, Gsystem - PAushing little buttons, pulling little knobs
[Verse 4]
APoor fucking worker, pEoor little serf
WoGrking like a mule for haAlf of what he's worth
PoAor fucking grafter, poEor little gent
WoErking for the cash that he's already spent
WoE5rking for the cash that he's already spent
[Verse 5]
He'll seAlling his life, she's his loyal wife
ATimid as a mouse, she's got her little house
He's goAt his little car and they share the cocktail bar
She liAkes to cook his meals, you know, something that appeals
SoAmetimes he works til late so his supper has to wait
But she doAesn't really mind cos he's getting overtime
He likAes to put a bit away just for that rainy day
Cos evAery little counts when the cost of living mounts
ThAey do the pools each week hoping for that lucky break
Then they'd taAke a trip abroad, do all the things they can't afford
She'd really liAke to have a fur, he'd like a bigger car
They could buAy a bungalow, with a Georgian door for show
He might thAink of leaving work, but no, he wouldn't like to shirk
He'd muAch prefer to stay and get his honest days pay
He's got a liAfe of work ahead, there's no rest for the dead
She's trEied to make it nice, he's said thaE5nk you once or twice
[Chorus]
ASystem, system, Gsystem - deprived of aAny hope
ASystem, system, Gsystem - taught theyA couldn't cope
ASystem, system, Gsystem - slAaves right from the start
ASystem, system, Gsystem - til dAeath do them part
[Bridge]
PoAor little fuckers, whEat a sorry pair
HaGd their lives stolen, but they diAdn't really care
PoAor little darlings, just your orEdinary folks
ViEctims of the system and it's cruel jokes
ViE5ctims of the system and it's cruel jokes
[Outro]
The coAuple views the wrGeckage and dreAams of home sweet home
They'd aAlmost paid their mGortgage when the syAstem dropped its bomb
Note: I played this with power chords, so the e5 that I mean is e that played from 7th fret on the A string