Can't Win

Richard Thompson

I started to cry, they put gin in my cup

I started to crawl, and they swaddled me up

I got up and run, they said "Easy, son,

Play up, play the game"



They told me to think and forget what I'd heard

They told me to lie and they questioned my word

They told me to fail, better sink than sail,

Just play the game



Oh, towers will tumble and locusts will visit the land

Oh, a curse on your house and your children and the fruit of your hand



They said "You can't win

You can't win

You sweat blood

You give in

You can't win. You can't win

Turn the cheek

Take it on the chin

Don't you dare do this

Don't you dare do that"

We shoot down dreams,

We stiletto in the back

Oh the nerve of some people,

The nerve of some people,

The nerve of some

I don't know who you think you are,

Who you think you are



Oh what kind of mother would hamstring her sons?

Throw sand in their eyes and put ice on their tongues

Ah better to leave than stay here and grieve

And play the game



Don't waken the dead as you sleepwalk around

If you have a dream, brother, hush, not a sound

Just stand there and rust, die if you must

But play the game



Oh, if we can't have it,

Why should a wretch like you?

Oh, it was drilled in our heads,

Now we drill it into your head too



They said "You can't win

You can't win

You sweat blood

You give in

You can't win

You can't win

Turn the cheek

Take it on the chin

Don't you dare do this

Don't you dare do that"

We shoot down dreams,



We stiletto in the back

Oh, the nerve of some people,

The nerve of some people,

The nerve of some people

I don't know who you think you are

The nerve of some people, the nerve of some people

The nerve of some people, the nerve of some people

The nerve of some people, the nerve of some people