Lyrics:

They told me that the classics never go out of style

But they do, they do

And so, my baby, I never thought that we do too



I got a bone to pick with capitalism and a few to break

Grab us by the throat and shake the life away

Human life is not commodity, figures, statistics or make believe

And yeah, I like eating excrement and not getting paid for it

Play the guilt, play the fear and play the anxiety

And yeah, I like eating excrement and not getting paid for it

Play the guilt, play the fear and play the anxiety



Seduced by the opportunity and robbed of hope

Alienation is not commodity, figures, statistics or make believe



One more time



Marginalise away the joy and sell us boredom

And yeah, I like working, doing nothing and not making anything

Blame the poor, blame the uneducated and blame the sick

And yeah, I like working, doing nothing and not making anything

Blame the poor, blame the uneducated and blame the sick



I got a bone to pick and a few to break