I propose a NewsTalkers themesong - "Games People Play"
I propose a NewsTalkers themesong - "Games People Play"
Games People Play (Joe South)
Hmm la-da da da da da da da
La-da da da da da de
La-da da da da da da da
La-da da da da da da da
Oh the games people play now
Every night and every day now
Never meaning what they say now
Never saying what they mean
And they wile away the hours
In their ivory towers
Till they're covered up with flowers
In the back of a black limousine whoa
La-da da da da da da da
La-da da da da da de
Talking 'bout you and me
And the games people play
Oh we make one another cry
Break a heart then we say goodbye
Cross our hearts and we hope to die
That the other was to blame whoa
Neither one will give in
So we gaze at our eight by ten
Thinking 'bout the things that might have been
And it's a dirty rotten shame whoa
La-da da da da da da da
La-da da da da da de
Talking 'bout you and me
And the games people play now
Oh yeah
All right
Oh yeah
Come on
Oh
Come again
People walking up to ya
Singing glory Hallelujah
And they're tryin' to sock it to you
In the name of the Lord
They're gonna teach you how to meditate
Read your horoscope, cheat your fate
And further more to hell with hate
Come on and get on board whoah
La-da da da da da da da
La-da da da da da de
Talking 'bout you and me
And the games people play
Now wait a minute
Look around tell me what you see
What's happening to you and me
God grant me the serenity
To just remember who I am whoah
'Cause you've given up your sanity
For your pride and your vanity
Turn your back on humanity
Oh and you don't give a da da da da da
La-da da da da da da da
La-da da da da da de
I keep talking 'bout you and me baby
And the games people play now lala
La-da da da da da da da
La-da da da da da de
I keep talking 'bout you and me
Oh and the games people play
I wonder can you come now, play
Talking 'bout you and me oh
And the games people play now
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You talk too much, you worry me to death,
You talk too much, you even worry my pet.
You just talk, talk too much.
You talk about people that you don't know,
You talk about people wherever you go.
You just talk, talk too much.
You talk about people that you've never seen,
You talk about people, you can make me scream.
You just talk, you talk too much.
Songwriters: REGINALD HALL, JOE JONES
People movin' out, people movin' in.
Why, because of the color of their skin.
Run, run, run, but you sho' can't hide
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.
Vote for me and I'll set you free
Rap on, brother, rap on.
Well, the only person talkin' 'bout love thy brother is the preacher
And it seems nobody's interested in learning but the teacher
Segregation, determination, demonstration, integration, aggravation,
humiliation, obligation to our nation
Ball Of Confusion that's what the world is today (yeah, yeah)
The sale of pills is at an all time high
young folks walkin' 'round with their heads in the sky
Cities aflame in the summer time, and oh the beat goes on
Eve of destruction, tax deduction,
City inspectors, bill collectors,
Evolution, revolution, gun control, the sound of soul,
Shootin' rockets to the moon, kids growin' up too soon
Politicians say more taxes will solve ev'rything, and the band played on.
Round and round and around we go, where the world's headed nobody knows.
Great googa mooga, can't you hear me talkin' to you, just a
Ball of Confusion that's what the world is today. (yeah, yeah)
Fear in the air, tension ev'rywhere
Unemployment rising fast, the Beatle's new record's a gas,
and the only safe place to live is on an Indian reservation,
and the band played on
Eve of destruction, tax deduction,
City inspectors, bill collectors, mod clothes in demand,
population out of hand, suicide too many bills, hippies movin' to the hills
People all over the world are shouting end the war and the band played on.
Round and round and around we go, where the world's headed nobody knows.
Great googa mooga, can't you hear me talkin' to you, just a
Ball of Confusion that's what the world is today
Let me hear you, let me hear you, let me hear you
Ball Of Confusion that's what the world is today
Songwriters: BARRETT STRONG, NORMAN WHITFIELD, NORMAN J. WHITFIELD
Hearts of fire creates love desire
Take you high and higher to the world you belong
Hearts of fire creates love desire
High and higher to your place on the throne
We come together on this special day
Sing our message loud and clear
Looking back, we've touched on sorrowful days
Future pass, they disappear
You will find peace of mind
If you look way down in your heart and soul
Don't hesitate 'cause the world seems cold
Stay young at heart, 'cause you're never, never old
That's the way of the world
Plant your flower and you grow a pearl
Child is born with a heart of gold
Way of the world makes his heart so cold
Hearts of fire create love desire take you
High and higher to the world you belong
Hearts of fire love desire
High and higher, yeah yeah yeah
Hearts of fire love desire
Ahh higher
Songwriters: Verdine White, Maurice White, Charles Stepney ·
I think "Caught in a Mosh" by Anthrax is much more fitting.