Untitled #2

Working through boredom, working to survive / The sound of the cash tills, keeps everyone alive / There's no dignity in labour, just wages of sin / Working for the bosses, keeps their profits coming in / The value of surplus, all property is theft / If you took away the money, there would be nothing left / Competing in the market for every single thing / Where the only real hope is a National Lottery win / The union jack is flying, it makes us feel proud / But when yer backs against the wall, the futures underground / Don't wanna take part in your society, with all its pain and misery / Got no time for its systems and schemes / Because 'In our hearts we carry a new dream' ////