Kids' Game

Na, na, na na na
Na, na na na na na
I got y'. I shot y'
And y' bloody know I did
I got y', I shot y'

I stopped it with me bin lid

Bin lid? But!
You know that if you cross your fingers
And if you count from one to ten
You can get up off the ground again
It doesn't matter
The whole thing's just a game

What are we going to play now?
Gangsters!

My name is Elliot Ness
And lady, here's my card,
I'm lookin' for one Al Capone
Who?
Mac, check the back
Sarge, you check the yard!

But pal, I've told y', Al ain't home

Oh yeah? Bang, bang, bang.
So, lady can I use your telephone?

He missed!

But you know that if you cross your fingers
And if you count from one to ten
You can get up off the ground again
It doesn't matter the whole thing's just a game

Cowboys!

When I say draw
You'd better grab that gun
And maybe say a little prayer
Cos I'm the fastest draw
That man you ever saw
Call up your woman, say goodbye to her
Oh, shame!
Cos y' know you're goin' right down there

Bazooka!
Indians!

But you know that if you cross your fingers
And if you count from one
You can get up off the ground again
It doesn't matter
The whole thing's just a game

My name's Professor Howe,
An' zees bomb I hold,
It can destroy ze hemisphere,
I've primed it, I've timed it
To explode
Unless you let me out of here
No!
No?
Then I suggest you cover up your ears

But you know that if you cross your fingers
And if you count from one to ten
You can get up off the ground again
It doesn't matter
The whole thing's just a game
The whole thing's just a game
The whole thing's just a game!



Credits
Writer(s): Willy Russell
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