The Other Lyrics

Today i saw a man send to the slaughter
among men of his own kind
and none of the other
the other`s to busy getting fat`n`paid
competitive strife puts you on the raid
They own youre labour
they own youre life
they take you down
in their apocalyptic drive
Ever fought a war for your own good
you`ll get the bukket, the other the loot
back home you are under
and now on prime time
suddenly, killing seems
no longer a crime

Why do people kill their own kind
why do you put youre life on the line
what`s in it for you, except for the lead
you shuld wish for peace
and the capitalist`s death
the capitalist...dead