Can't Win

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Richard Thompson

Richard John Thompson OBE (born 3 April 1949, Notting Hill, London) is a British songwriter, guitarist and recording and performing musician. Highly regarded for his guitar techniques and strange, darkly-funny lyrics, Thompson was awarded the Orville H. Gibson award for best acoustic guitar player in 1991. Similarly, his songwriting has earned him an Ivor Novello Award and, in 2006, a lifetime achievement award from BBC Radio. Artists who have recorded Thompson's compositions include such diverse talents as Robert Plant, Del McCoury, R.E.M., Bonnie Raitt, Christy Moore, David Gilmour, Mary Black, Elvis Costello, Marshall Crenshaw, The Corrs, Sandy Denny, June Tabor, Joel Fafard, Maria McKee, Shawn Colvin, Norma Waterson, Martin Carthy, Nanci Griffith, Graham … more »

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1988

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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
The nerve of some people, the nerve of some people

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