Il testo della Worms of the senses

Refused

They told me that the classics never go out of style
But they do, they do
And so, my baby, i never thought that we do too

I got a bone to pick with capitalism and a few to break
Grab us by the throat and shake the life away
Human life is not commodity, figures, statistics or make believe
And yeah, i like eating excrement and not getting paid for it
Play the guilt, play the fear and play the anxiety
And yeah, i like eating excrement and not getting paid for it
Play the guilt, play the fear and play the anxiety

Seduced by the opportunity and robbed of hope
Alienation is not commodity, figures, statistics or make believe

One more time

Marginalise away the joy and sell us boredom
And yeah, i like working, doing nothing and not making anything
Blame the poor, blame the uneducated and blame the sick
And yeah, i like working, doing nothing and not making anything
Blame the poor, blame the uneducated and blame the sick

I got a bone to pick and a few to break