The Game

by Ronan Conroy

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released February 28, 2015

SONG CREDITS
Music and lyrics by Ronan Conroy
Vocals by Ronan Conroy
Guitars by Ronan Conroy, except #1 (lead guitar by Ronan Conroy, rhythm guitars by Ronan Conroy and Charles Nieland)
and #12 (lapsteel guitar by Charles Nieland, other guitars by Ronan Conroy)
Virtual church organ on #1 by Charles Nieland
Virtual hammond organ on #2, #5 by Charles Nieland
Synths on #6, #7 by Charles Nieland
Virtual mellotron on #6 and #12 by Charles Nieland
Virtual rhodes and piano on #8 by Charles Nieland
Virtual harmonium on #11 by Charles Nieland
Rhodes piano on #2 by Charles Nieland
Piano on #4, #6, #7 by Charles Nieland
Harmonica on #2, #5 by Ronan Conroy
Bass guitar on #2, #3, #4, #5, #6, #8, #9, #10, #11, and #12 by Charles Nieland
Percussion on #1, #3, #4, #8, #9 and #10 by Charles Nieland
Drums on #1, #3, #5, #6, #8, #10 and #12 by Justin Wierbonski
Drums on #2 and #11 by Charles Nieland
Drums on #4 and #9 by Chealsea Conroy

PRODUCTION AND MASTERING CREDITS
Produced and engineered by Charles Nieland at Capture Sound Studios, Brooklyn, New York between April 2013 and August 2014
Mastered by Fred Kevorkian at Avatar Studios, Manhattan, New York in October 2014

Thanks to the artists who appeared on the album:
Charles Nieland, Justin Wierbonski and Chealsea Conroy
Thanks to Fred Kevorkian for another stellar mastering job
Special thanks to Charles Nieland for your continued inspiration and support

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Track Name: The Game
I walked along the mall
And all that I could hear
Was the game - game - game - game - game
In the bars and in the stalls
In the parks and on the walls
That don’t interest me, oh no, no

I lost all credibility
For lying down
With the lion - lion - lion - lion - lion
Yeh well that’s ok with me
I don’t need your faith in me
It’s pretty shaky from time to time

Oh no, not this place again
Oh no, no, no, no
Oh no, it’s the source of my shame

Oh no, not your face again
Oh no, no, no, no
Oh no, it’s so lined with pain

Faces disappear
Into the fog - into thin air
Into shadows - into the trees
Just a memory
Fading imagery
Something twisting down in your gut

Oh no, not this place again
Oh no, no, no, no
Oh no, it’s the source of my shame

Oh no, not this place again
Oh no, no, no, no
Oh no, the streets are lined with pain
Track Name: How Long, Kitty?
How long, Kitty, could I wait for you, darling?
What we had would live forever: so you said
But I won’t live forever
I’m dying every day
Some day, baby, we will both be dead anyway

I’m so lonely - can’t you understand this
Oh it makes me such a fool
Mistakes that I’ve made cannot be unmade
Sometimes, baby, there’s a price to be paid

You’ve only one life in your sweet body, babe
Can’t waste your time with just anyone
I don’t understand what you’re telling me
With your memories, silence and mythology, baby

Turn off my phone - I don’t want to hear from you anymore
All I want is to be left alone
Turn it on ‘case she’s calling through
But I think I’m going to make her sit there like you made me do
Can’t anybody ever just see things through?

I’ve only one life in my body
Can’t waste my time with just anyone
So I don’t understand what I’m doing with her
Full of memories of you and our mythology, baby, please, please
Track Name: There is no answer
I got a dream where I can see your face
And I can hear your voice
I can put the question clearly in the first place
And we both still have a choice

I go right into a cold sweat
Just to think of what we said
All the stupid things I told her
And who she has not spoke with yet

She smiled so sweetly
Her arms they greet me
I could not say a word
Except “Oh Mercy, Oh Lord”

There is no answer for these useless feelings that I burn with
There is no answer for these useless things that I yearn for
There is no answer for these useless questions I torture myself with
There is no answer! There’s no answer! There’s no answer! There’s no!

I got a place I’d like to go to
Where all my sins have been absolved
Break right through that speechless tension in the first place
And all my problems have been solved

She smiled so sweetly
Her arms they greet me
I could not say a word
Except “Oh Mercy, Oh Lord”

There is no answer for these useless feelings that I burn with
There is no answer for these useless things that I yearn for
There is no answer for these useless questions I torture myself with
There is no answer! There’s no answer! There’s no answer! There’s n
Track Name: Six cans and a bottle of liquor
Limitless numbers of this talentless tanless thankless
thoughtless whiteface
Millions of mournful catholic bells toll down
He’s got six cans and a bottle of liquor

Man standing on the corner
Fascinated by his shoes
Nothing to do - his hands behind his back
I got nothing to say about that

Bums on the corners, sleeping in doorways
Drinking in the morning
Rest your head on a bag of beer-cans

Flag for the city and flag for the state
What are they so proud about?
Fishing in the river with the baby in the pram
Corpse and garbage in the water
Sign reads “rats spread disease. It’s fatal so no diving please”
Pathetic little gardens in the basement airshaft
Block next door’s a torn-down ruin

Bums on the corners, sleeping in doorways
Drinking in the morning
Rest your head on a bag of beer-cans
Vomit in the corners, guns in the morning
Knives in the evening, shooting up in the side-streets
Track Name: The Princess, the Coke Whore, and Magdalena
Princess in her wedding dress has taken my breath away
I never believed she could be so beautiful
And she won’t be coming around here any more I guess
Beginning to doubt her truthfulness

Sweet Magdalena - she is out there somewhere tonight
Perhaps not so far from her home
She doesn’t care what is wrong, what is right
As she sleeps with her lover - dead Ramon

What good is it to try forget?
No good to remember
The Princess, the coke whore, and Magdalena

The coke whore is snorting from the first of her friend
As the drinkers of absinthe gather again
At the end of an alley, at the end of the night
She’ll come to me and say “please do it right”

What good is it to try forget?
No good to remember
The Princess, the coke whore, and Magdalena
Track Name: Give me what I need
I’ve been waiting, been taking my time
But now I’m losing, I’m losing my mind
Trying to walk this line
Trying to keep myself in line

I’ve been waiting, waiting so patiently
But now I’m losing, I’m losing my sanity
And no I aint got what I need

I’ve got everything I need
I’ve got everything I need
I’ve got everything I need
I’ve got everything I need
but I aint got what I need
Oh no, oh no no

Some say it’s easy to tell wrong from right
Just like it’s easy to tell black from white
But I do not feel like that
I hope they never feel like I did last night

I’ve been chasing, chasing a melody
Some days it’s easy, the next it gets so slippery
It’s so hard to grip
I think I’m going to make a slip

Oh figure it out, figure it out, figure it out!
You got to figure it out, figure it out!
Oh figure it out, you better figure it out, figure it out!
Oh figure it out, figure it out.

I’ve got everything I need
I’ve got everything I need
I’ve got everything I need
I’ve got everything I need
but I aint got what I need
Oh no, I aint got what I need
Oh no, I aint got what I, what I need
Track Name: We've all night
Oh, so long, insidious city of sin
I can’t believe some of the states I’ve been in
Beautiful stories ending before they begin
Shimmering coins turned into tin

But it’s alright now
I’m all cried out
We’ve all night, now, to make it alright

I trampled so heavy, so eager on all I believed
Sleeping with evil and keeping a card up my sleeve
As soon as I got back I was trying so hard to leave
Bury the corpses in bed - there was no time to grieve
Oh but it’s alright now
I’m all cried out
We’ve all night, now, to make it alright

The long walk
The drunk talk
The drink-sick morning and the race for the mic crown
The adulation of the sodden pub crowd
“The moon weeped; the empty heart heaved the hollow horn”
The racetrack and no way back
The mirrorball and the long haul
The losing streak, the early peak
Judgment of peers and the blind seeking of seers
The Valley of Tears
Little Smoke, and the Prison of Fears

Oh it’s alright now
I’m all cried out
We’ve all night, now, to make it alright

Come on my children, my passengers, time to mount up
Time has been ticking, I’m picking my pieces all up
Some I will carry; some I will toss in the cup that the blind city holds out to me as I climb up in the stirrup

Yeh it’s alright now
I’m all cried out
We’ve all night, now, to make it alright
Oh it’s alright now
I’m all cried out
We’ve all night, now
We’ve all night, now to make it alright
Track Name: One Way or Another
One cage or another at the end of the day
One day or another and it’s always the same
And I can’t quit
And I don’t quit
And I won’t quit because
One cage or another, I’m a perfect fit

I wanted to ask about the bandana on your head
You were young and naive then - it’s not what I would have said
But I don’t ask and I won’t ask and I can’t ask because
One word or another, you’d have nothing to say

I looked in your eyes today but I didn’t find anything there
Made me so sad to see that - I wish that I didn’t care
And I don’t know why I try to make you see things my way
Because one way or another it’s all your way
It’s all your way
It’s all your way
It this really all you wanted from life?
This sham, this show, this empty shell?
Because if so, then no wonder that you’re so much better at it than I’ll ever be

I was singing and playing when the silence returned
I had to to put the guitar down before I’d even finished the words
And I can’t move and I can’t sing; I can’t play my guitar because
One word or another, there is nothing in it
One day or another, there is nothing in it
One cage or another, I’m a perfect fit
Track Name: Right or wrong
Is it right or wrong?
Find it hard to leave
Think I could belong
Think I could believe

Aching true
Or meaningless
Point of view
Or the edge of bliss?

What’s real?
What’s not?
They’re only talking ‘cause they haven’t got
What’s right?
What’s wrong?
I think I knew the answer all along

Seek your thief
Seek him out
Wake and weep
When the truth comes out

I’m not trying to explain
Oh no - not this time
If I can’t speak a word of this in sentences that can make sense
How can I sing the heart of this in rhyme?

What’s real?
What’s not?
They’re only talking ‘cause they haven’t got
What’s wrong?
What’s right?
Oh they think everything is black and white
What’s real?
What’s not?
They’ve nearly taken everything I’ve got
What’s right?
What’s wrong
I think I knew the answer all along
Track Name: Blue & Yellow
When I
Was a
Little
Child in the cradle
I saw
Colours
Before blue had a label
On the walls of hall through which I was moving
And the shade of that baby blue was so soothing

When I
Was a
Young man
At the university
Late one
Evening
Painter
Tried to show me
How at sunset the colours met on the flagpoles
And the colours he showed me were blue and yellow

One day
I showed
A friend
Something I’d been working on
I
Told her
It had
Taken me six weeks
To show one way how I see the colours meeting
And the way that she looked at me said I was crazy

One day
I played
This song
Blue and yellow
They stood
Listening
They did
Not get it all
And the way that they played it made me so lonely
I took it inside where it is blue and yellow
Track Name: It comes around
Don’t you know how they are playing you?
They have got you cornered
And everything you think you knew
They’re ripping it asunder

We were going nowhere fast
Now we’re going there much faster
Beyond the point of pointlessness
But it really doesn’t matter

Let it slip away or they’ll take it, they’ll take it from you
It really doesn’t matter now - don’t try to fight the truth…

I’ll tell you what I know is true
I’ll get a song out of this
That’s something that I can do
But you probably never noticed

I am doing all I can
To keep this thing together
But maybe you don’t give a damn
Perhaps that’s for the better

Let it slip away…

I’m giving this thing all I got
But nothing lasts forever
The past it catches up on you
That link is hard to sever

Time catches up to you
He catches you in the alley
He’s got a jug of cheap red wine
Says “it doesn’t matter anyway”

Let it slip away…

Your friends all abandoned you,
They left you in the valley
When everything was going wrong
But they are not your family

Your family got nothing good
To say to or about you
Sadly, they don’t really care
What happens to you anyway

Let it slip away…

The only thing they want to know
What can you do for them lately
And you can’t understand
Why they talk to you so hatefully

They are not the problem
They are not to blame
They are just following instructions
For how to play the game

Let it slip away…
Track Name: If it's anything to you
You: you’re younger, it’s true
But are you a fool too?
I said I asked not, so how can I fault you?

We, right at the start, trusted our hearts
Then, when we met again, spoke about how far

If it’s anything to you, better take action soon
You know what it conquers, but never for fools

The only thing that is far is the place where I now go
Not a thing I can do but pack up my sorrows

If it’s anything to you, better take action soon
You know what it conquers, yeh, but never for fools
If it’s anything to you, better take action soon
You know what it conquers, but never for fools