|
You work without a face In no named place Your heavy-handed bosses Pull strings with no grace The working class is hard tied No matter when we still try to hide Corporations' chain kills With NAFTA greed, with MAI skills And then new slavers have the whip They'll hunt you to your never-ending sleep Now you're always taught to bow You're taught to be inferior The teachers beat you down Do what they're tellin' ya You're sold and you have to buy Victims of the system fixed to die World pain is the rich gain Power to people means no sustain And then freedom must be storm Against the force So fuck the norm CHORUS: The boss is lord My life is torn Now devil is born The free trade uniformity Their takings and their wage Can free the Third world cage We need the age of self-consciousness Workmen and farmers in co-opted press Hearts of people are gettin' cold There is no help No word is told Because they shut our mouth But they can't stop our view of The South CHORUS And you work without a face And they pull strings with no grace And new slavers have the whip And they'll hunt you to your dead sleep And we're taught to be inferiors And we do what they're tellin' us And we are sold We have to buy our work And we are fixed to die World pain is the rich gain Power to people means no sustain And then freedom must be storm Against the force So fuck the norm CHORUS |