It's No Game, Pt. 2
Silhouettes and shadows watch the revolution
No more free steps to heaven
Just walky-talky--heaven or hearth
Just big heads and drums--full speed and pagan
Well it's no game
I am barred from the event
I really don't understand the situation
So where's the moral
People have their fingers broken
To be insulted by these fascists--it's so degrading
It's no game
Documentaries on refuges
Couples 'gainst the target
Throw the rock upon the road and
It breaks into pieces
Draw the blinds on yesterday
And it's all so much scarier
Put a bullet in my brain
And it makes all the papers
It's no game
Children 'round the world
Put camel shit on the wall
Making carpets on treadmills
Or garbage sorting
And it's no game
(David Bowie)
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