Song for The Masses by The Piercing Eye Lyrics

This is a game
In which rules are
Made by the players

It's useless that
The game rules
Are all the same

If the people
Aren't creative
The game doesn't exist

And if the game
Doesn't exist
People aren't happy

And I live the
Dream that the game
Can exist
And I hope that
People can do
The same thing
Now think to a
Cards collection
And hear what I say you

People don't want
Too many copies
Of the same card

Except who thinks
Only to cash
And value of the cards

But theese people
Can't be artist
And so they aren't happy

And I live the
Dream that the game
Can exist
And I hope that
People can do
The same thing