Clit 45 - Right In Line lyrics

They'd love to see you in a factory That's right where they want you to be Sweating and struggling for minimum wage No pride at all no more than a slave Maybe your a kid from the f**ing suburbs You can wear a suit and calculate numbers' Get caught in their consume and decay Right in line the American f**ing way [Chorus:] They want to see us rotting in the streets Fighting and begging with nothing to eat They don't wanna see us succeeding on our own They sit and f**ing laugh from their f**ing thrown Right where they want you to be So let's shut up and do what they say Put our heads between our legs we don't matter anyway Sit back as we're fed all their lies They took my f**ing brain but they gave me this plastic smile Work for yourself work for the scene Don't kneel down to their regime You got a brain so f**ing use it Or sit around and you'll f**ing lose it They'll grind you down till there's nothing left Lead you tight into the trap they've set Don't give into them don't fall for it Otherwise they're the master and you're just their f**ing puppet