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rigged game - 404 lyrics

[intro:]
when i was a little boy
my dad raised me like a soldier
he said “son, you can’t have everything you want
the world don’t work like that”
and i asked, “well, why not dad?”
and he said, “because life isn’t fair”
well dad, why the f-ck not?

[verse 1:]
he said, “floyd when i was your age, i asked the same question
but then you grow up, and you learn your lesson
life’s not fair, and life’s not cool
to make it in the world, you follow three rules:
rule #1: just do what you’re told
i used to fight authority, but then i got old
rule #2: don’t expect free sh-t
if you wanna make dough, you gotta work for it
and rule #3: give up on your dreams
’cause life ain’t no f-ckin’ fantasy.”

[pre-chorus 1:]
well this is coming from the guy who cheated on my mom
he may have wanted me to listen but i mean, come on
if the government don’t work for us, then who is it for?
the people on top, the elites, or the poor?
my father never even had a chance to succeed
middle cl-ss family, my father, and me

[chorus:]
’cause it’s all a rigged game
and it just stays the same
when the people on top
don’t know any of our names
it’s all a rigged game
and you just have to play
the people on top
have made it this way

[verse 2:]
having grown up to the age of 16
i still cannot see what my father means
and on his tv it’s all lies and bullsh-t
and i at my age can see right through that
i’m out to get a job but the market’s not there
dad just sighs and tells me “son, life’s not fair
isn’t that what i told you when you were a boy?
the government above us is out to destroy
the working man’s family that businesses protect
so you only stay in my house if you elect who i elect
never place your trust in politicians son, that’s not a guess
they only want your money, and look what we have left.”

[pre-chorus 2:]
well i guarantee you dad, there are no concerns there
there ain’t no bright face at a podium that says what i wanna hear
you and i need healthcare, and my teachers are all coaches
you have a dirty job, so we’re living with the roaches
i may be young, but i ain’t f-ckin’ stupid
republicans and democrats don’t care about us losers

[outro:]
why don’t you pay a little money
before you speak another word
i’m hearing what you’re saying
but it just seems a bit absurd
why don’t you pay a little money
before you speak another word
i’m hearing what you’re saying
but it just seems a bit absurd
why don’t you pay a little money
before you speak another word
i’m hearing what you’re saying
but it just seems a bit absurd
why don’t you pay a little money
before you speak another word
i’m hearing what you’re saying
but it just seems a bit absurd
why don’t you pay a little money
before you speak another word
i’m hearing what you’re saying
but it just seems a bit absurd

- 404 lyrics

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