I started to cry, they put gin in my cup I started to crawl, and they swaddled me up I got up and run, they said "Easy, son, Play up, play the game"
They told me to think and forget what I'd heard They told me to lie and they questioned my word They told me to fail, better sink than sail, Just play the game
Oh, towers will tumble and locusts will visit the land Oh, a curse on your house and your children and the fruit of your hand
They said "You can't win You can't win You sweat blood You give in
You can't win. You can't win Turn the cheek Take it on the chin Don't you dare do this
Don't you dare do that" We shoot down dreams, We stiletto in the back Oh the nerve of some people,
The nerve of some people, The nerve of some I don't know who you think you are, Who you think you are
Oh what kind of mother would hamstring her sons? Throw sand in their eyes and put ice on their tongues Ah better to leave than stay here and grieve And play the game
Don't waken the dead as you sleepwalk around If you have a dream, brother, hush, not a sound Just stand there and rust, die if you must But play the game
Oh, if we can't have it, Why should a wretch like you? Oh, it was drilled in our heads, Now we drill it into your head too
They said "You can't win You can't win You sweat blood You give in
You can't win You can't win Turn the cheek Take it on the chin
Don't you dare do this Don't you dare do that" We shoot down dreams,
We stiletto in the back Oh, the nerve of some people, The nerve of some people, The nerve of some people I don't know who you think you are
The nerve of some people, the nerve of some people The nerve of some people, the nerve of some people The nerve of some people, the nerve of some people The nerve of some people, the nerve of some peopleTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
