The Game Songtext
von Dory Previn

I watch the game
Aware of tricks I do not want to see
I do not want to see
A card is pawned, the bets are placed
The loaded dice make three
And no one sees but me
Doesn′t anyone see but me?
The roulette wheel
Goes 'round and ′round and stops a bit too short
It's made to stop too short
It is built to stop too short
The chips are down
The croupier laughs and calls a cheated player "sport"
He laughs and calls him "sport"
And the sport laughs with him
The sport laughs with him


There are no clocks upon the gilded walls
The drapes are drawn in everlasting night
We never close; the neon light blinks at the sky
We run an honest house; the advertisements lie
For I have chanced to glimpse behind
The imitation antique mirror
And I have seen the pupil of the boss's spying eye

Punch′s pallid soldiers
Gambled at the bottom of the cross
Even his ragged robe was lost
So would you kindly care to tell me, boss?
What chance have we? What chance have we?
Would you kindly care to tell me, boss?


I watch the game
And if I play I know I′ll go for broke
It must be go for broke
The game is fixed
It's just a funny, foolish, never-ending joke
A never-ending joke
A never-ending joke
The dealer winks
And beckons with a toothless taunting grin
I know I cannot win
I know I cannot win
The game is fixed
Okay, all right
Okay, all right
Okay, all right, goddammit
Deal me in