Charles Bronson - Playing Lotto lyrics

Keep feeding the machine In hopes of some dream that'll never happen Watch your checks and your life Crumble apart! It's your addiction of another sort of Slave to the lotto game Gotta buy, gotta scratch, pick your numbers That'll f**in' never match Leaving you with nothing And the corporations are f**ing laughing Cuz yer exactly what they want: A s**er still chasing a fantasy Look at you, you're so f**ing old That even if you won you'd be dead before you spend it But here I stand in my place behind the counter Watching you all line up; Arms extended for a fix to momentarily escape