Pied Piper

<br>Chorus: Insidiously they stand<br> In rows of color and light<br> Incredibly they demand<br> And get our precious quarters<br> And all the while, addicting us,<br> We hardly even fight<br> As they march us to our bankruptcy<br> Like lambs unto the slaughter<br><br>It all began with Pong and we should have stopped it then<br>These crazy games were never meant for mortal women and men<br>The harder that we try and the longer that we play<br>The lowe goes the wherewithal to live from day to day<br><br>In every city and town and each suburban mall<br>The video game arcade puts out its sweet seductive call<br>And all the kids around and droves of adult bands<br>Come marching to their pipers call with money in their hands<br><br>It`s aliens I`m sure or else a Commie plot<br>To clean us out and wear us down and turn our brains to rot<br>I fight it more than most `cause I know I never win<br>But that call creeps out to get me and I drop my quarter in<br><br><br><br>Words and music: Kathy Mar<br><br>Copyright 1985 Kathy Mar