All We Do

Offer up your paycheck, your labour and your mind.
Take up the gun that they provide like the rest of humankind.
Society smiles, culture whips the sheep into line.
Sitting in mansions, office buildings, off workers blood they dine.

All we do is slave our lives away,
and yet we talk and sit through everyday.
Nothing will improve, nothing will change,
caught in the midst of a bombing raid, we're all in range.