like lambs to the slaughter
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you'll follow on to an early grave
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'cos no more sons and daughters
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are gonna live to see old age
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they hold your future
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in the palms of their hands
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no hold on your future
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'cos they don't understand
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we ain't got a future
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in our father land
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we can't see a future
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'cos there isn't one planned
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dole queues are on the rise again
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prison cells hold a football crowd
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i don't want none of your education
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i don't need brains to think out loud
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can't you even help yourselves
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don't you know what's going on
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or don't you wanna help yourselves
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from now on trust no one
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Slaughtered
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One Way System |