Lyrics The Game - Gabriel Garzón-Montano, Junglepussy

The Game

Do you worry bout everything
Afraid you ain’t got the tight game
Do you feel just a little too plain
Compare yourself to whats his name
So you jump through a gang of rings
Bloody murder as we point the way
Huffin' and puffin' all day
A trife aristocratic game
Find love in a special way
Hustle called day to day
You don’t have to lose the game (have heart like a tangerine)
You don’t have to lose the game (have heart like a tangerine)
And we bite with stolen teeth
Clattering in finery
Baseness glimmers all day — we’re going
Crazy over shiny things
Jokers in a marketplace
Punish virtues and forgive mistakes
Command yourself or obey
Damaged goods around the way
Find love in a special way
Hustle called day to day
You don’t have to lose the game (have heart like a tangerine)
You don;
t have to lose the game (have heart like a tangerine)
Find love in a special way
Hustle called day to day
You don’t have to lose the game (have heart like a tangerine)
You don;
t have to lose the game (have heart like a tangerine)
Find love in a special way
Hustle called day to day
You don’t have to lose the game (have heart like a tangerine)
You don’t have to lose the game (have heart like a tangerine)