under the boot of oppressive force
below the level of the living wage
we are the slaves to the modern world
we are the robots in the corporate void
small gears in the machine body
our fears keep the machine running
being human is not gaining worth
being human is not giving profit
the next nail to our coffin
there's nothing but the profit
you're just a number in a table sheet
you mean nothing nobody gives a shit
if you are weak you will be crushed
and then thrown away, used and washed-up
crooked lives, corporate lies
work for ever and don't try to fight
powers that be don't care for your wellness
powers that be just care ‘bout the profit
the next nail to our coffin
there's nothing but the profit
profit
the next nail to our coffin
there's nothing but the
profit