Crass

Think I was born on this wretched earth for you to govern and kill?
In your stinking factories and offices with your stupid systems and skills?
Think I've got nothing better to do than to grovel in the shit and the crap?
Asking for the bread and home that's mine and waiting for a pat on the back?
Think I've got nothing better to do than to live in the lie that you give?
Learn the sweet morals, the lessons, the games
And praise god for the fact that I live?
You took me and made me a MAN by making me strong, the power of this land
You took a woman and taught her she's less
A slave to the strong no more than a guest
You taught me to love, find a mate and to take
A woman to serve but your love is just rape
You leave me my children to hold and distort
To bind with your rules of normality til caught
I give them the food that you sell in the shops
I'm told is has goodness when it's only the slops
You've taken my health with your shitty benevolence
You've take my dignity with your dole queue dependence