When all the boats had left the shore
A thousand people, maybe more
As the sun burnt through their eyes
You could sense their deep surprise
And I guess one would assume
That we're playing different tunes
No one realised what was wrong
It was all lost in a song
And the people stopped to cry
A sea of tears flowed from their eyes
And then everybody says
But they always say to late
It's such a shame, we all feel the pain
Of stupid games, it's such a shame
There is no gain, we all feel the pain
Of stupid games
History passed me by at school
But I, by no means play the fool
The past and present melt to one
But the future now has gone
And I guess one would assume
That there's nothing left to lose
No more science left to bend
The world was flat we reached the end
The other side now maybe nice
Now's your turn to roll the dice
And then everybody's still
But I can't help but feel
It's such a shame, we all feel the pain
Of stupid games, it's such a shame
There is no gain, we all feel the pain
Of stupid games
Don't you even see that we don't
Want to play this game no more?
Send a satellite to rescue us alone
Alone once more
It's such a shame, there is no gain
We all feel the pain, of stupid games
It's such a shame, we all feel the pain
Of stupid games
Stupid Games was written by Joseph Washbourn.
Stupid Games was produced by Dave Eringa & George Drakoulias.