Wizards of a modern age cast spells of electric power But the corporate strings that make them dance Lead up to an ivory tower There sit the fates in solitude, far from the public eye No one ever sees them smile and nothing makes them cry Welcome to the kingdom, the land of bought and sold A world of real-life fantasy where truths are seldom told Try hard to remember all that glitters is not gold You can pay the piper, but you cannot buy his soul CHORUS: It's just a game, you're in it all the way It's just a game, don't let yourself slip away It's such a shame, I heard somebody say It's just a game, and all I can do...is play What you do choose, now, what do you believe, now Who are you gonna trust? All you dreams and fancy schemes Just crumble into dust Calm and cool and computerized to calculate and collect We wait and watch and wonder Just which puppet they'll select Like the moth, too near the flame, Who learned his truth too late We're all too deep into the game That is the master of our fate The poets and the pipers have got their motives And you've got yours, no doubt And so the game continues That's what it's all about... CHORUS
Wizards of a modern age cast spells of electric power But the corporate strings that make them dance Lead up to an ivory tower There sit the fates in solitude, far from the public eye No one ever sees them smile and nothing makes them cry Welcome to the kingdom, the land of bought and sold A world of real-life fantasy where truths are seldom told Try hard to remember all that glitters is not gold You can pay the piper, but you cannot buy his soul CHORUS: It's just a game, you're in it all the way It's just a game, don't let yourself slip away It's such a shame, I heard somebody say It's just a game, and all I can do...is play What you do choose, now, what do you believe, now Who are you gonna trust? All you dreams and fancy schemes Just crumble into dust Calm and cool and computerized to calculate and collect We wait and watch and wonder Just which puppet they'll select Like the moth, too near the flame, Who learned his truth too late We're all too deep into the game That is the master of our fate The poets and the pipers have got their motives And you've got yours, no doubt And so the game continues That's what it's all about... CHORUS
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