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He's used and abused at work everyday

Surviving pay to pay on debt

With the pigs at he's door...

There is no way out

They found all he's brain

Scattered on the floor

Social Violence drains

The hope of the poor

This is the last escape

From a shackled existence

Another life they're claimed

These goons make you pay

For the right to live another day

Working for the "man"

Through your life away

Precariousness and determinism

Will make of you a statistic

You are just as good as the production

You feed with your life

Or death...