Robin Brock: Music

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THE GAME
(Brock/Randy Robertson)
He was always such a nice guy
Till he got caught in the crowd
He never used to steal or lie
Till the ice men came around
The deal was too sweet to refuse
He’d have everything he dreamed
He’d take control, he’d make his own rules
Till they took his soul away

THAT’S THE GAME
THAT’S HOW THE GAME IS PLAYED
THE DEAL IS MADE AND YOU TRADE YOUR LIFE FOR A PRICE
YEAH, THAT’S THE GAME
NO FACES, NO NAMES, NO ONE’S HUMAN
YOU GO DOWN IF THE RULES AREN’T PLAYED RIGHT
JUST ANOTHER CASUALTY OF THE NIGHT

She was always such a good girl
Then she ran from home that night
The ice men promised her jewels and furs
Now she sells her goods for a price
The deal was too sweet to refuse
She’d be cared for, loved, and adored
But after a while she just felt used
They’d taken her soul away

THAT’S THE GAME
THAT’S HOW THE GAME IS PLAYED
THE DEAL IS MADE AND YOU TRADE YOUR LIFE FOR A PRICE
YEAH, THAT’S THE GAME
NO FACES, NO NAMES, NO ONE’S HUMAN
YOU GO DOWN IF THE RULES AREN’T PLAYED RIGHT
JUST ANOTHER CASUALTY…

It’s a long way from paradise
Here everyone’s fighting for their lives
It takes forever to pay off the debt
Last night the cops found another one dead
And the signs around them said…

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