Look At Your Game, Girl - Charles Manson

There’s a time for living

Time keeps on flying

Think you’re loving, baby

And all your doing is crying

Can you feel

Are those feelings real?

Look at your game, girl

Look at your game, girl

What a mad delusion

Living in that confusion

Frustration and doubt

Can you ever live without the game?

The sad, sad game

Mad game

Just to say love’s not enough

If it can’t be true

Oh, you can tell those lies baby but you’re only fooling you

Can you feel

Are those feelings real?

Look at your game, girl

Go on, look at your game, girl

Can you feel

I know those feelings aren’t real

Then you better stop trying

Or you’re going to play crying

Stop trying

Or you’re going to play crying

Stop trying

That’s the game

Sad, sad game

Mad game

Sad game

Thanks, Charles

Jack