Flipper - End Of The Game

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Conspiracy is the game
That the us likes to play
Working, work a thousand ways
And still youґre only a slave
Working for your meals
And youґre working for your days
And still you work to go to
Bed with anyone you feel
And youґre walking down the street
And youґre playing part of the game
'cause all the time theyґre watching
You know how you feel
And you think you wanna kill something
To deal with how you feel
But every time you try they slash you with their head
And youґre standing in a line
And youґre waiting for government goods
And youґre thinking that youґre part of them
Try and get a job
But what can you do?
Secretaries, lawyers…
I got a life
Fuck ґem
I got a right
Fuck ґem
Donґt need a date
Fuck ґem
Donґt need my car
Fuck ґem
The neon signs
Fuck ґem
We got the power