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You got the prizeBut you paid the money, manYou hit those clownsFair and square in the mouthWe take our chancesOn side-show alley butYou took the chance and put your ass on the lineThat's what we have to do to win that prizeDon't say nobody told youTaught you how to play modern lifeIt's just a gameBut the golden rule isYou never ever get the same chance twiceAnd that's modern lifeBozo the clown is struttin' round the cityWithout his make-upHe's a sorry sightHe thinks he knowsEvery trick in the bookHe plays the game by cheatin' and lyin'I watch him slowly dying insideHe's got a monkey to collect all his moneyThey go to discos in their Porsche turbo driveThey spend their days playing gamesOn O'Connell streetThen put the money up their nose every nightThey wonder why they are dying inside From Letras Mania