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We work to playyyyy......
but the playground's closed today
we live their game
survival is it's name
When they roll our dice
their luck rules our life
and we can't win, either way
Many sacrificed to give us rights
and we're loosing them without a fight
They blackmail us, to work some more
you're unhappy, well there's the door
Salary's cut, well times are tough
you're unhappy, well there's the door
They've raised the price
of a decent life
and like in war, we ration more
Many sacrificed to give us rights
and we're loosing them without a fight
Even pension has been re-arranged
they hope we die, before we claim
Once soldiers on the battlefield
we're now numb prisoners of war
Many sacrificed to give us rights
and we're loosing them without a fight
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