Bondage People

Survivors of a wasted land
Fed with an unknown brand
Soylent green tonight
Your dreams are fake and
You’re always waiting
Just to get your
Soylent green tonight
Ooh, we’re the bondage people
Ooh, we’re the bondage people tonight
You slows lose your understanding
No one knows what happens when
You die tonight
Your body’s changing
Nothing’s wasted and you’re slashed and hacked to
Soylent green tonight
Ooh, we’re the bondage people
Ooh, we’re the bondage people
Ooh, we’re the bondage people tonight