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Lirieke: Badfinger. Straight Up. Name of the Game.

Saw the railway master
And I looked him in the eye
Said "Would you go much faster
If you thought that you would die?

He said "Not me sir I could not care
In fact I would not try
Protest would not take me far
It's different me not being a star"
I lock my feelings in a jar until another day

Comfort me dear brother
Won't you tell me what you know?
Somewhere in this painful world
Is a place where I can go

Oh long awaiting mother
Is it time to make yout the show?
And take your babies to your breast
No we never passed the test
And all our sins should be confessed before we carry on

Oh don't refuse me
If you choose me you'll follow my shame
No don't confuse me
For I know it's the name of the game

Got up off my pillow
And I looked up at the sun
Said "You can see quite clearly now
The things that we have done"

We burned your sacred willow
And our battles we have won
But did we get so very far?
It's different me not being a star
Lock my feelings in a jar until we go away

Oh don't refuse me
If you choose me you'll follow my shame
No don't confuse me
For I know it's the name of the game

Oh don't refuse me
If you choose me you'll follow my shame
No don't confuse me
For I know that's the name of the game

Don't refuse me
Don't confuse me
Ohh ohh ohh

Don't refuse me
Don't confuse me
Ohh ohh ohh