SNAKES AND LADDERS

We're not happy, We're not sad

We're not crazy but we must be mad

There's snakes at the bottom, snakes at the top

And the ladders all shake and the ladders all rock

And everywhere I look I see

A thousand other fools like me

All crouched down on bended knee

With their eyes shut tight

But their hands are free

And everyone is fighting blind

Scratching, biting, wasting time

Up to the bottom and down to the top

Where snakes and ladders never stop

And no one asks the question why

We exist by getting by

And we keep playing this crazy game

Where snakes and ladders are all the same

And the man at the top, he builds his stash

A thin white line of others' cash

But all he sees is blue and green

'Cause there are no colours in between

We're the puppets, we're the fools,

We're the product, we're the tools

Pick us up, knock us down,

Keep us spinning round and round

I rub my own face in it

And I keep playing this crazy game

Where the snakes and ladders are all the same

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