Only A Game

 
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While stopping one innocent afternoon 
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For paper and magazines 
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My attention was drawn to a riot of color 
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The loveliest I've ever seen 
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All in the shape of a plastic cube 
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Red and yellow and blue 
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 How lovely,  I cried,  What a clever design! 
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Great  tell me sir, what does it do? 



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 That's easy,  he said as he handled my cash 
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And he dropped the cube into a sack 
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 Some of the colors you twist left or right 
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Some you twist forward, some back 
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Before very long if you're clever at this 
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You've got all the colors the same 
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And then if you like, you start over again 
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For it's fun and it's only a game. 



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 Only a game, only a game. 
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I'm muttering under my breath 
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 Only a game, only a game 
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Like dying is only death! 
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I talk to myself as I walk down the street 
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Till old friends all cry,  What a shame! 
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For he used to say 'Hello!' and 'How do you do?' 
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All he says now is 'Only a game'! 



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That night after dinner, I settled myself 
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Planning to watch some TV 
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Safe in the warmth of my favorite chair 
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And the bosom of my family 
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Basking in fellowship, brimful of cheer 
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I bade my child,  Turn on the tube! 
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And as I was watching my favorite show 
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I carelessly picked up the cube 


 
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I twiddled it this way, I twiddled it that 
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 Haha!  I exclaimed,  This is strange! 
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No matter how often I twiddle this cube 
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The blasted thing don't seem to change! 
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I felt myself growing the slightest bit warm 
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As I twisted and whirled and spun 
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They tell me they found me there early next morn 
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I was screaming,  By God, nearly done! 



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 For it's only a game, only a game. 
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I'm muttering under my breath 
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 Only a game, only a game 
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Like dying is only death! 
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I talk to myself as I walk down the street 
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Till old friends all cry,  What a shame! 
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For he used to say 'Hello!' and 'How do you do?' 
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All he says now is 'Only a game'! 



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Somehow I got dressed and they drove me to work 
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And I slowly came out my haze 
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By a fierce act of will, I sat down to my tasks - 
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There was talk I might soon earn a raise 
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The boss called me into his office at ten 
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And he said to me,  Glad that you came! 
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For I'm thinking of adding this toy to our line 
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For it's fun and it's only a game! 



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Well, I don't know what happened – 
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I don't want to know 
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I'll have all my life to repent 
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They say I did something with that little cube 
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That the boss was obliged to resent 
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And now I get visitors here in my room 
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And they murmur,  Poor man, what a shame! 
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For he's twisting his ears 
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and he's twiddling his nose 
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And he tells us it's only a game! 

Outro 

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 Only a game, only a game. 
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I'm muttering under my breath 
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 Only a game, only a game 
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Like dying is only death! 
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I talk to myself as I walk down the street 
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Till old friends all cry,  What a shame! 
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For he used to say 'Hello!' and 'How do you do?' 
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All he says now is 'Only a game'!