Lyrics by D.R.I.)
Your number's up, you have to go
The system says, "I told you so"
Stocked in a plane 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 to system, they can't have me
I don't need society (2x)
Before you know it, you're in the corp
Grab your gear, boy, you're off to war
Stocked in a plane like a truckload of cattle
Sent off to slaughter in a useless battle
Thousand of us sent off to die
Never really knowing why
Fuck the system, they can't have me
I don't need society (2x)
You were an apple pie clone living at home
Never straying too far from your phone