Bite The Hand That Beats You
The Industrial Revolution and its consequences
Have been a disaster for the human race
They have greatly increased the life-expectancy
Of people who live in "advanced" countries
But they have destabilized society, have made life unfulfilling
And have subjected human beings to indignities
This has led to widespread psychological suffering
And it has inflicted severe
Irreversible damage upon the natural world
We start digging our graves
The day that we are born
Is there life after work
Tell me, tell me
Why pay to live on a planet we were born on?
Tell me, tell me
Growth for growth is the dogma of a cancer cell
Sell your life to the master work until you die
Dye our hands in the blood of Mother Nature
Bite the hand that beats you, bite it
This nation made of sheep
Is one that's ruled by wolves
They both are owned by pigs
Piggy, piggy
Artificial society made for control
Piggy, piggy
Growth for growth is the dogma of a cancer cell
Sell your life to the master work until you die
Dye our hands in the blood of Mother Nature
Bite the hand that beats you, bite it
Work, buy, consume, die
Have been a disaster for the human race
They have greatly increased the life-expectancy
Of people who live in "advanced" countries
But they have destabilized society, have made life unfulfilling
And have subjected human beings to indignities
This has led to widespread psychological suffering
And it has inflicted severe
Irreversible damage upon the natural world
We start digging our graves
The day that we are born
Is there life after work
Tell me, tell me
Why pay to live on a planet we were born on?
Tell me, tell me
Growth for growth is the dogma of a cancer cell
Sell your life to the master work until you die
Dye our hands in the blood of Mother Nature
Bite the hand that beats you, bite it
This nation made of sheep
Is one that's ruled by wolves
They both are owned by pigs
Piggy, piggy
Artificial society made for control
Piggy, piggy
Growth for growth is the dogma of a cancer cell
Sell your life to the master work until you die
Dye our hands in the blood of Mother Nature
Bite the hand that beats you, bite it
Work, buy, consume, die
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Writer(s): Mark Schooling
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