Swedish hardcore band Refused’s 1998 epic, The Shape of Punk to Come frantically obsesses over the byproducts of capitalism that keep people ill.
They told me that the classics never go out of style but
They do, they do
Somehow baby, I never thought that we do too.
I got a bone to pick with capitalism and a few to break
Grab us by the throat and shake the life away
Human life is not commodity, figures, statistics or make believe
And yeah, I like eating excrement, not getting paid for it
Play the guilt, play the fear and play the anxiety
And yeah, I like eating excrement, not getting paid for it
Play the guilt, play the fear and play the anxiety
Seduced by the opportunity and robbed of hope
Alien nation is not commodity, figures, statistics or make believe
Yeah
One more time, oh
Marginalize away the joy and sell us boredom
And yeah, I like working doing nothing, not making anything
Blame the poor, blame the uneducated and blame the sick
And yeah, I like working doing nothing, not making anything
Blame the poor, blame the uneducated and blame the sick
I got a bone to pick
And a few to break
I got a bone to pick, baby
Yeah
I took the first bus out of Coca-Cola city
It made me feel all nauseous and shitty
I took the first bus out of Shell Town
‘Cause they didn’t want me all hanging around
Yeah, yeah, I took the first bus
Yeah, baby, I took the first bus
I took the first bus out of Coca-Cola city
It made me feel all nauseous and shitty
I took the first bus out of Shell Town
‘Cause they didn’t want me all hanging around
Yeah, yeah, I took the first bus
Let’s take the first bus out of here
Let’s take the first bus out of here
Let’s take the first bus out of here
Let’s take the first bus out of here
Let’s take the first bus out of here
Let’s take the first bus out of here
Let’s go
Yeah
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: David Sandstrom / Dennis Lyxzen / Jon Brannstrom / Kristofer Steen
Worms of the Senses / Faculties of the Skull lyrics © Mothership Music Publishing
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