by El Pobre Borrachó n

Note: Rap-ish lyrics. Life feels like that sometimes.

how do you play

the game you don’t know

can’t find the tools

to make it flow

don’t know the way

to get through all the parts

just playing a role

and you don’t know

just can’t see

never find the right way

how to be

running on empty

waiting to blow

ready to break

now you’re too slow

speed up

in a game --you’re too slow

breaking the rules

you never been told

just can’t see

how it s’posed to go

all they tell you

is you’re too slow!

playing a game

can’t possibly know

speeding the pace

break the undertow

still can’t find

the way they say to go

you can’t mind

now you blow

how do you play

the game you don’t know

can’t find the tools

to make it flow

don’t know the way

to get through all the parts

just playing a role

can’t know how to play

a game you chose

all the way

look for the exit

another escape

just black rags

and burnt out brakes

now they tell you

got it all wrong

stepped the wrong way

sang the wrong song

killed the car

going too fast

they don’t care

now you’re last

playing a game

rules you don’t know

always the same

running too low

looking for someone

somewhere to be

turned the wrong corner

you’ll never see