The Game

What would you do if it were offered to you?
Honey come and take a walk in my shoes.
Soul deep, how could you see into my heart?
This beat you hear, it isn’t just for you to tear apart.

Why don’t we trade in our boots
for Stetson hats and penguin suits,
play the game and just deny our roots!? (Yeah, wouldn’t that be cute?)

What would you do if it were offered to you?
Honey come and take a walk in my shoes.
Soul deep, how could you see into my heart?
This beat you hear, it isn’t just for you to tear apart.

Sorry about the mess we made.
Did we rain on your parade,
because we’re not part of your charade?

When you’ve spent and have had your day,
turn your back and walk away.
Mugs like us, we’ll still be here to stay. (Your game we don’t play!)