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No Time For Games Midnight Oil

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The raising of children, the rearing of young Used to be simple but look what it's become The choice of career, the proper vocation Out of your hands, all for the needs of the nation

No inhibitions with the modern child Wasted lessons or pleasure or pain

Easy to follow your natural instinct Easy to follow, much too hard to learn Useless expressions and sporting aggression Don't waste my time, I can't wait for the end of the session What opportunity, the modern child? Waste passion and wasted mind

Some kids got no time for playtime Some kids got no time for games Some kids got no time for playtime Some kids got no time for games