It's cracking up my head
To think about makes me sad
Stuck their feet in the sand
Holding drinks in their hands
And the picture looks great
Modern slavery will pay
There is no turning back
Our future is crap
Well I'm not quite sure
How and where?
Well I'm not quite sure
What to do
Yeah what to do
All the dreams far away
The wrong people will pay
All the taxes we've made
To be a modern day slave
They just let us alone
Leaving us with no hope
There is no turning back
Our future is crap
And the taxes we pay
To be a modern day slave
It's their game that we play
It's getting worse, every day
'Cause we will always care
About the things that we wear
No turning back
Crap
Well I'm not quite sure
How and where?
Well I'm not quite sure
What to do
Yeah what to do
Well I'm not quite sure
How and where?
Well I'm not quite sure
What to do
Yeah what to do
