The System

With our destruction,
You were the lucky ones,
Who set the corporate dime.
Cause you can take it,
Don't mean your getting it,
Follow the thin white line.
So what's the use if you got your freedom
If you don't have shit in your life?
It's like a potion, but not for everyone,
Just gotta give it some time.

I'm just a product, product of machinery,
A product of electrical dream,
I thought that i was using the system,
But the system was using me!
Yeah!
Yeah!

You can't escape it, just go along with it,
Move on to work and you die.
Just one more radio, there's nothing meaningless
And there's an endless supply.
So when you loosen your neck tie noose
Then fight for the scraps that you get.
Till they erase you, they're coming after you,
Till you give up and give in.

I'm just a product, product of machinery,
A product of electrical dream,
I thought that i was using the system,
But the system was using me!
Yeah!
Yeah!

I'm just a product, product of machinery,
A product of electrical dream,
I thought that i was using the system,
But the system was using .

I'm just a product, product of machinery,
A product of electrical dream,
I thought that i was using the system,
But the system was using me!
Yeah!
Yeah!
Yeah!