Useless life without Motives to wake up Desolate truck in which I rot. Existence all in doubt Whereto go from now Gutter calls, my final downfall. Foot in the ground, it's s**ing me down, No use to struggle it's quick sand. Cursing the day, I went astray, Never again will I be sane. [Chorus] s**, f** Program's clear and simple. Quick buck, I bend down for your dough. Down struck, Life's just a who*e and that's all. s** and f** off. Sold my soul cheap to pay, Pa**age at the gate, Raped and robbed as I went my way. Locked inside (a) beaten truck, Stench and oozing muck, Sides close in, forming my coffin. [Chorus] s**, f** Program's clear and simple. Quick buck, I bend down for your dough. Down struck, Life's just a who*e and that's all. s** and f** off.