The Game is Fixed
-- a poem and song by Bill Kochman
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THE GAME IS FIXED
by Bill Kochman
04-14-2014
You work so hard and you work all day,
You sweat your brow just to get your pay.
Even still you never seem to get ahead,
Slaving away until the day you're dead.
It's a crappy world where rich men rule,
Outside of their club you're just a tool.
The game is fixed they break our backs,
We're not really free there's another tax.
There is an answer but not of this Earth,
The Lord loves us and He sees our worth.
Only in His Kingdom are we truly free,
Jesus Christ himself paid for our liberty.