Scrap

Come the night of the flight 
from daily monotony 
wipe the mask its your task 
feed superficiality 

behind the smile of shallowness 
an `e` pops out like pumping ass 
TV lords design your mess 
annulling your interests 

fat exploiters getting rich 
old man`s blues mock youngsters' kitch 
yet their system perpetuates 
let`s revolt its getting late 

Conform your life away 
or wake up destroy the way 

Scrap the system.