| Song | Soldiers of the System |
| Artist | Loose |
| Album | Soldiers of the System |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Norbert Szabo | |
| 作曲 : Norbert Szabo | |
| SOLDIERS OF THE SYSTEM | |
| Song & Lyrics by Norbert Szabo | |
| Soldiers of the system marching through the bridge | |
| Well suited booted troops fester all the street | |
| Backpacks weigh the shoulders, bags pull down the hands | |
| No talk just rattling steps, smart phones play the tracks | |
| Chorus: | |
| The crowd is growing | |
| They’re on the run | |
| No one can stand the flood | |
| Money is the god | |
| The crowd is streaming | |
| They’re on the run | |
| They know their daily task | |
| Duty must be done | |
| Well done! | |
| Soldiers of the system, like bees in the hive | |
| They serve and feed he drones working nine to five | |
| Slaving for the nectar, nectar for the slave | |
| Rewarding walk of life, working till the grave | |
| Chorus | |
| Oh oh oh oh…... |
| zuo ci : Norbert Szabo | |
| zuo qu : Norbert Szabo | |
| SOLDIERS OF THE SYSTEM | |
| Song Lyrics by Norbert Szabo | |
| Soldiers of the system marching through the bridge | |
| Well suited booted troops fester all the street | |
| Backpacks weigh the shoulders, bags pull down the hands | |
| No talk just rattling steps, smart phones play the tracks | |
| Chorus: | |
| The crowd is growing | |
| They' re on the run | |
| No one can stand the flood | |
| Money is the god | |
| The crowd is streaming | |
| They' re on the run | |
| They know their daily task | |
| Duty must be done | |
| Well done! | |
| Soldiers of the system, like bees in the hive | |
| They serve and feed he drones working nine to five | |
| Slaving for the nectar, nectar for the slave | |
| Rewarding walk of life, working till the grave | |
| Chorus | |
| Oh oh oh oh... |
| zuò cí : Norbert Szabo | |
| zuò qǔ : Norbert Szabo | |
| SOLDIERS OF THE SYSTEM | |
| Song Lyrics by Norbert Szabo | |
| Soldiers of the system marching through the bridge | |
| Well suited booted troops fester all the street | |
| Backpacks weigh the shoulders, bags pull down the hands | |
| No talk just rattling steps, smart phones play the tracks | |
| Chorus: | |
| The crowd is growing | |
| They' re on the run | |
| No one can stand the flood | |
| Money is the god | |
| The crowd is streaming | |
| They' re on the run | |
| They know their daily task | |
| Duty must be done | |
| Well done! | |
| Soldiers of the system, like bees in the hive | |
| They serve and feed he drones working nine to five | |
| Slaving for the nectar, nectar for the slave | |
| Rewarding walk of life, working till the grave | |
| Chorus | |
| Oh oh oh oh... |