Survival (Is the Game) - Marcia Griffiths

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

You push me 'round like I’m just a clown

You wanna see me suffer

You treat me just like you treated the ground

You trampled me all over

But I’ll get on my feet again

Ride on a wave to happiness

Burn all the hurting pain

In times like these where survival is the game

Let’s play on

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

So you can do what you wanna do

I know that I can stand the test

Wheat and tears will have to grow

Until the day of harvest

But I’ll get on my feet again

Ride on a wave to happiness

Burn all the hurting pain

In times like these where survival is the game

Let’s play on

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

But I’ll get on my feet again

Ride on a wave to happiness

Burn all the hurting pain

In times like these where survival is the game

Let’s play on

In times like these where survival is the game

Let’s play on