The name of the game
BadfingerSaid: 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
For protest would not take me far
It's different me not being a star
I lock my feelings in a jar until another day
Oh, comfort me, dear brother, won't you tell me what you know?
For somewhere in this paper world is a place where I can go
Oh, long-awaited mother, is it time to make a show?
And take your babies to your breasts
You know 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
I 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've 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
I lock my feelings in a jar until they 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