Submission

Submission
Two bright eyes and one red mouth
And two, long legs and one icon
They can't think and they can't act
They, (wear straps)...two long legs
Submission, submission, submission
They work hard and they sell things
And we like that...'cause there's no choice
Submission, submission, submission
We can't see, 'cause it's like that
We can't hear, 'cause it's too late
Submission submission submission