Text: Forgotten Rebels. In Love With The System.

Every new government's more expensive than the last,
watch the fresh ways they have to waste our taxes fast.
You can try to hang me. I'll make sure the rope gets broke.
Proving once again, this country's justice is a joke.
I'm in love with the system, always all alone.
I'm in love with the system, never going home.
I'm in love with the system, never find no work.
I'm in love with the system not myself.
He don't care for issues like national unity,
or conscription, or who owns the fleur de lis.
Donnez lui ce quils ont choisiraient.
Vive la Quebec Libre et vive les separatistes.
He's in love with the system, always all alone.
He's in love with the system, never going home.

He's in love with the system, never finds no work.
He's in love with the system, what a jerk.
He thinks unemployment is the government's fault.
He wants to bring the system to a crashing halt.
He wants something to do. He needs money today.
Working at the post office just to strike for higher pay.
He's in love with the system, always all alone.
He's in love with the system, never going home.
He's in love with the system, never finds no work.
He's in love with the system not himself. (repeated)