Biography:
Un poco folkie, un poco rockero indie, también artista de comics, ¿cómo hace este neoyorkino llamado Jeffrey Lewis para hacerlo? Después de un 2008 pasado prácticamente de gira, incluyendo giras junto a algunos de los artistas más respetados del momento como Jarvis Cocker, The Cribs, Stephen Malkmus & the Jicks o The Mountain Goats, por nombrar algunos, con proyectos artísticos y literarios en todo el mapa (una historia ilustrada sobre el comunismo
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Other songs:
- Anxiety Attack
- Broken Broken Broken Heart
- The Man With The Golden Arm
- Alphabet
- Back When I Was 4
- Bugs And Flowers
- Chelsea Hotel Oral Sex Song
- Cult Boyfriend
- Dont Be Upset
- Everyones Honest
- How Can It Be
- I Saw A Hippie Girl On 8Th Avenue
- Life
- Punk Is Dead
- Roll Bus Roll
- Systematic Death
- Texas
- The East River
- Time Trades
- To Be Objectified
- When Youre By Yourself
- Whistle Past The Graveyard
Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
[Intro]
A A G A
A A G A
[Chorus]
A G A
System, system, system - death in life
A G A
System, system, system - the surgeons knife
A G A
System, system, system - hacking at the cord
A G A
System, system, system - a child is born
[Verse 1]
A Em
Poor little fucker, poor little kid
G A
Never asked for life, no she never did
A Em
Poor little baby, poor little mite
Em
Crying out for food as her parents fight
E
Crying out for food as her parents fight
[Chorus]
A G A
System, system, system - send him to school
A G A
System, system, system - force him to crawl
A G A
System, system, system - teach him how to cheat
A G A
System, system, system - kick him off his feet
[Verse 2]
A Em
Poor little schoolboy, poor little lad
G A
They'll pat him if he's good, beat him if he's bad
A Em
Poor little kiddy, poor little chap
Em
They'll force feed his mind with their useless crap
E
Force feed his mind with their useless crap
[Chorus]
A G A
System, system, system - they'll teach her how to cook
A G A
System, system, system - they'll teach her how to look
A G A
System, system, system - they'll teach her all the tricks
A G A
System, system, system - create another victim for their greasy pricks
[Verse 3]
A Em
Poor little girly, poor little wench
G A
Another little object to prod and pinch
A Em
Poor little sweety, poor little filly
Em
They'll fuck her mind so they can fuck her silly
E
Fuck her mind so they can fuck her silly
[Chorus]
A G A
System, system, system - he's grown to be a man
A G A
System, system, system - He's been taught to fit the plan
A G A
System, system, system - forty years of jobs
A G A
System, system, system - Pushing little buttons, pulling little knobs
[Verse 4]
A Em
Poor fucking worker, poor little serf
G A
Working like a mule for half of what he's worth
A Em
Poor fucking grafter, poor little gent
Em
Working for the cash that he's already spent
E
Working for the cash that he's already spent
[Verse 5]
A
He'll selling his life, she's his loyal wife
A
Timid as a mouse, she's got her little house
A
He's got his little car and they share the cocktail bar
A
She likes to cook his meals, you know, something that appeals
A
Sometimes he works til late so his supper has to wait
A
But she doesn't really mind cos he's getting overtime
A
He likes to put a bit away just for that rainy day
A
Cos every little counts when the cost of living mounts
A
They do the pools each week hoping for that lucky break
A
Then they'd take a trip abroad, do all the things they can't afford
A
She'd really like to have a fur, he'd like a bigger car
A
They could buy a bungalow, with a Georgian door for show
A
He might think of leaving work, but no, he wouldn't like to shirk
A
He'd much prefer to stay and get his honest days pay
A
He's got a life of work ahead, there's no rest for the dead
Em E
She's tried to make it nice, he's said thank you once or twice
[Chorus]
A G A
System, system, system - deprived of any hope
A G A
System, system, system - taught they couldn't cope
A G A
System, system, system - slaves right from the start
A G A
System, system, system - til death do them part
[Bridge]
A Em
Poor little fuckers, what a sorry pair
G A
Had their lives stolen, but they didn't really care
A Em
Poor little darlings, just your ordinary folks
Em
Victims of the system and it's cruel jokes
E
Victims of the system and it's cruel jokes
[Outro]
A G A
The couple views the wreckage and dreams of home sweet home
A G A
They'd almost paid their mortgage when the system dropped its bomb
A A G A
A A G A
[Chorus]
A G A
System, system, system - death in life
A G A
System, system, system - the surgeons knife
A G A
System, system, system - hacking at the cord
A G A
System, system, system - a child is born
[Verse 1]
A Em
Poor little fucker, poor little kid
G A
Never asked for life, no she never did
A Em
Poor little baby, poor little mite
Em
Crying out for food as her parents fight
E
Crying out for food as her parents fight
[Chorus]
A G A
System, system, system - send him to school
A G A
System, system, system - force him to crawl
A G A
System, system, system - teach him how to cheat
A G A
System, system, system - kick him off his feet
[Verse 2]
A Em
Poor little schoolboy, poor little lad
G A
They'll pat him if he's good, beat him if he's bad
A Em
Poor little kiddy, poor little chap
Em
They'll force feed his mind with their useless crap
E
Force feed his mind with their useless crap
[Chorus]
A G A
System, system, system - they'll teach her how to cook
A G A
System, system, system - they'll teach her how to look
A G A
System, system, system - they'll teach her all the tricks
A G A
System, system, system - create another victim for their greasy pricks
[Verse 3]
A Em
Poor little girly, poor little wench
G A
Another little object to prod and pinch
A Em
Poor little sweety, poor little filly
Em
They'll fuck her mind so they can fuck her silly
E
Fuck her mind so they can fuck her silly
[Chorus]
A G A
System, system, system - he's grown to be a man
A G A
System, system, system - He's been taught to fit the plan
A G A
System, system, system - forty years of jobs
A G A
System, system, system - Pushing little buttons, pulling little knobs
[Verse 4]
A Em
Poor fucking worker, poor little serf
G A
Working like a mule for half of what he's worth
A Em
Poor fucking grafter, poor little gent
Em
Working for the cash that he's already spent
E
Working for the cash that he's already spent
[Verse 5]
A
He'll selling his life, she's his loyal wife
A
Timid as a mouse, she's got her little house
A
He's got his little car and they share the cocktail bar
A
She likes to cook his meals, you know, something that appeals
A
Sometimes he works til late so his supper has to wait
A
But she doesn't really mind cos he's getting overtime
A
He likes to put a bit away just for that rainy day
A
Cos every little counts when the cost of living mounts
A
They do the pools each week hoping for that lucky break
A
Then they'd take a trip abroad, do all the things they can't afford
A
She'd really like to have a fur, he'd like a bigger car
A
They could buy a bungalow, with a Georgian door for show
A
He might think of leaving work, but no, he wouldn't like to shirk
A
He'd much prefer to stay and get his honest days pay
A
He's got a life of work ahead, there's no rest for the dead
Em E
She's tried to make it nice, he's said thank you once or twice
[Chorus]
A G A
System, system, system - deprived of any hope
A G A
System, system, system - taught they couldn't cope
A G A
System, system, system - slaves right from the start
A G A
System, system, system - til death do them part
[Bridge]
A Em
Poor little fuckers, what a sorry pair
G A
Had their lives stolen, but they didn't really care
A Em
Poor little darlings, just your ordinary folks
Em
Victims of the system and it's cruel jokes
E
Victims of the system and it's cruel jokes
[Outro]
A G A
The couple views the wreckage and dreams of home sweet home
A G A
They'd almost paid their mortgage when the system dropped its bomb
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