The Force Majeure
BoySetsFire Lyrics


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On shift from nine to five
Then from six to three
Steals the soul machine forever tuning

Class rebellion
Under our noses
The boss is feeding on the living corpses
Their broken backs
Call for us to rise
But for now we'll all just smile and sympathize

Denied movement
Now lost replaced by fear
We ask nothing less then settle for nothing more

Behold the capitalists
Bathing in the blood
Of the working class

Martyrs bleed
Until spoken to
Vultures get fat from the harness coup

Revolution
Another empty promise
Of the leftist elite

Frustration
Another soul is crushed
Under the rulers feet

And as the boot is forced
Into their teeth
Our safety
Is their defeat

Your station has been assigned
Your rebellion is well confined

Tired doctrines
Killing just as many
As the leaders that they decry

Their backs
All well patted
For a job well done

Without
The use
Of their spies

Attention servants
Put down the shackles
Callused hands and drying hearts





Rise up and destroy
The disease that stole your soul

Overall Meaning

The song "The Force Majeure" by BoySetsFire is a commentary on the economic system and the way it exploits the working class. The song describes the daily life of workers who are trapped in a soul-crushing routine of 9-to-5 work and who are forced to work overtime until 3 AM. The "soul machine" in the lyrics refers to the capitalist system that demands ever-increasing productivity from workers, without any consideration for their well-being. The song highlights the class rebellion that is simmering just under the surface, as workers slowly awaken to the fact that they are being exploited by their bosses.


The chorus of the song calls for a revolution, but the verses also acknowledge the fear and frustration that many workers feel. They are aware of the broken backs of their colleagues and the vultures who benefit from their suffering. The song suggests that the left-wing elites have let down the working class by making promises they could not keep. The frustration of workers is palpable in the lyrics, as they demand more from their leaders and refuse to settle for less.


BoySetsFire's "The Force Majeure" is a powerful critique of the capitalist system that exploits workers, but it is also a call to arms. The workers of the world, the song suggests, have the power to rise up against their oppressors and to take control of their lives. The song challenges listeners to put down their shackles and to join together to destroy the disease that has stolen their souls.


Line by Line Meaning

On shift from nine to five Then from six to three
Working long hours from morning till evening, tirelessly putting in the extra hours to provide for family, with no time for personal life.


Steals the soul machine forever tuning
The monotony of routine work and the burden of capitalist machinery has stripped the working class of its spirit, reducing them to mere cogs that run the capitalist machine.


Class rebellion Under our noses The boss is feeding on the living corpses
The working class is oppressed and exploited by the ruling class. The capitalist class is quietly benefiting from the toil of the common man, while the workers remain unaware of their oppression.


Their broken backs Call for us to rise But for now we'll all just smile and sympathize
The working class has been reduced to one with broken backs and spirits, crying out for help. But for the time being, we ignore their plight, failing to rise for the cause.


Denied movement Now lost replaced by fear We ask nothing less then settle for nothing more
The right to protest has been denied, and the working class lives in constant fear of reprisal. They demand more and won't stop fighting until they receive the freedom and benefits they deserve.


Behold the capitalists Bathing in the blood Of the working class
The ruling class is ruthless, callous, and indifferent to the suffering of the workers. They continue to amass wealth by exploiting the labor of the common man.


Martyrs bleed Until spoken to Vultures get fat from the harness coup
The workers suffer, bleed and die to benefit the capitalist class, who continue to profit from their labor and betray their ideals.


Revolution Another empty promise Of the leftist elite
The promises of revolution made by political leaders are empty and unreal, serving only to further their own goals and gain power.


Frustration Another soul is crushed Under the rulers feet
Another worker's hopes and aspirations are crushed by the ruling class, who use policies and laws to maintain their grip on the working class.


And as the boot is forced Into their teeth Our safety Is their defeat
The ruling class will go to any lengths to maintain their power, even if it means crushing the workers, but they cannot achieve complete safety until the workers have been completely defeated.


Your station has been assigned Your rebellion is well confined
The hierarchy is set in stone, and any attempt to challenge it will be met with suppression and violence.


Tired doctrines Killing just as many As the leaders that they decry
The working class is not united and often kills its own people in the name of doctrine while criticizing the ruling class for acting in their own interests.


Their backs All well patted For a job well done
The workers get no recognition or appreciation for their contribution to society, and their efforts often go unnoticed.


Without The use Of their spies
The leaders have no knowledge of the struggles faced by the common man and therefore have no ability to help them with their struggles.


Attention servants Put down the shackles Callused hands and drying hearts
It is time for the working-class to recognize their own oppression, set aside their differences and take hold of their freedom, healing their spirits from years of neglect.


Rise up and destroy The disease that stole your soul
It is high time that the workers band together, rise up against their oppressors, and put an end to capitalist exploitation before it steals away their remaining hopes and dreams for a better life.




Lyrics © RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Written by: CHARLES W. ISTVAN, JOSHUA LATSHAW, MATTHEW KRUPANSKI, NATHAN GRAY, ROBERT W. AVERY

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