Letra da Música: I Hate It Here - Bonehouse

I
Go in for sport now, no truants here.
Your favorite subject? nothing to fear?
The lesson starts with some warming up
Now form two teams, kids - choose who you want.

II
You`re looking right-hand, turn to the left
You are the last one, what did you expect?
Devoid of shame - grinning at you
These are your mates? fuck them too!

Refrain:
Slaves to the system
Motivation through fear
Slaves to the system
Lie!

III
And so "the weakest" are pushed aside
This pedagogic - no casual event.
Massive peer pressure - efficiency…
Later they're able to compete!

Refrain:
Slaves to the system
Motivation through fear
Slaves to the system
Lie!

IV
To use their elbows in "the real world"
They have to learn the rules of rivalry.
"i wasn`t chosen, i`m not popular.
Have to push harder to earn my share."
Not only schoolkid, the worker too.
A circle of torture to show 'em the rules.
Punish the weak, reward the strong.
Bury your emotions six feet deep!

We don`t know, we don`t see:
We´re crushing ourselves - endlessly!
We don`t know, we don`t see:
We´re crushing ourselves - endlessly!