under the boot of oppressive force below the level of the living wage we are the slaves to the modern world we are the robots in the corporate void small gears in the machine body our fears keep the machine running being human is not gaining worth being human is not giving profit the next nail to our coffin there's nothing but the profit you're just a number in a table sheet you mean nothing nobody gives a shit if you are weak you will be crushed and then thrown away, used and washed-up crooked lives, corporate lies work for ever and don't try to fight powers that be don't care for your wellness powers that be just care ‘bout the profit the next nail to our coffin there's nothing but the profit profit the next nail to our coffin there's nothing but the profit