Ev´ryday of the week it` s all the same 
Monotony slowly consumes your brain 
The hours pass straight into the drain 
No, no, nothing changes 
The god of money . . . without mercy 
A law for the rich . . . a law for the poor 
But where the hell is the right to be 
To survive, to stay alive ? 

Nothing comes from nothing they say 
It` s better to fight than to fade away 
Payback-time will come one day 
Together we will stay 

We gotta fight for the right to fight . . . 
We gotta fight for the right to fight . . . 
We gotta fight for the right 
For the right we gotta fight 
For the right to fight we gotta fight 

Your job was all you knew in your life 
But those tiny silicon-bastards are better than you 
"Nothing personal" the boss said and smiled 
It sounds like a punchline, but where is the laughter?