The system has gone so rotten,
Like an egg gone so bad,
The system has murdered us,
Like we did the Rhodesian Regime,
Its masters and grandchildren,
For that,
We now pay dearly,
Those stimulating chimurenga songs,
Have turned to distressful sad songs,
Dogs of poverty,
Have been unleashed on us,
Ruthlessly mauling us,
Leaving us tattered,
And the nation,
Bleeding heavily and badly,
The system has gone so cruel,
Like a vampire that it has turned to,
And its ****** and mindless strategists
And heartless engineers,
The system.