You walked in to the room like it was some kinda movie These kind of matters aren´t worth disputing And when the going gets rough, you get a bit sloppy
But it never really mattered, cause you´ll always land softly.
Call it what is it boy: systematic Call it what it is boy: it´s man made Call it what it is boy: it´s a racket Call it what it is
You don´t have the right men beside you No womanly voice heard for miles around you You had these lessons passed down through generations They´ve all gone bad now, they´re spoiled, they´re tainted It´s tainted!
Call it what is it boy: systematic Call it what it is boy: it´s man made
Call it what it is boy: it´s a racket Call it what it is
You´ve got these peasants quivering at your feet Whispers they wish they could scream
Lover, we´re surrounded, with nowhere to go
Call it what is it boy: systematic Call it what it is boy: it´s man made Call it what it is boy: it´s a racket Call it what it is