| Your number’s up, you have to go
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| The system says «I told you so»
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| Stocked in a train like a truckload of cattle
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| Sent off to slaughter in a useless battle
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| Thousands of us sent off to die
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| Never really knowing why
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| Fuck the system, they can’t have me
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| I don’t need society
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| Whoa!
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| Your number’s up, you have to go
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| The system says «I told you so»
|
| Stocked in a train like a truckload of cattle
|
| Sent off to slaughter in a useless battle
|
| Thousands of us sent off to die
|
| Never really knowing why
|
| Fuck the system, they can’t have me
|
| I don’t need society
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| I don’t need society
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| Before you know it you’re in the corps
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| Grab your gear boy you’re off to war
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| Stocked in a train like a truckload of cattle
|
| Sent off to slaughter in a useless battle
|
| Thousands of us sent off to die
|
| Never really knowing why
|
| Fuck the system they can’t have me
|
| I don’t need society
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| I don’t need society
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| You were an apple pie clone living at home
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| Never straying too far from your phone
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| Now son make it through enemy lines
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| You must hurry there’s not much time
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| «Made it sir. |
| They’re gonna drop the bomb
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| No time to evacuate, they’ll call our moms»
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| Fuck the system, they can’t have me
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| I don’t need society
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| I don’t need society
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| Fuck you! |