The Game by Echo & The Bunnymen (1987)

Intro
F, Em Dm, C, C,
G, C, C, G, G

C
  A sense of duty was my one intention 
       G
and an ugly beauty was my own invention 
C
  Pride a proud refusal 
G
I refuse to need your approval 
C
  Too many seekers, too few beacons 
      G
But through the fog, we'll keep on beaming 
            F
Through the crying hours 
                     Em
of your glittery years 
Dm      C
all the living out, of your tinsel tears 
        F
and the midnight trains, I never made 
Em   Dm  C
'cos I'd already 
G            C,   C, G, G
played...the game 

C
  Everybody's got their own good reason 
          G
why their favorite season, is their favorite season 
C
  Winter winners and those summers suns 
                G
aren't good for everyone, aren't good for everyone 
C
  Spring has sprung and autumns 
G
So well done, so well done 

           F
And it's a better thing 
             Em    
that we do now,   
   Dm      C
forgetting everything, the whys and hows
           F 
While you reminisce 
                        Em
about the things you miss 
    Dm       C         G          C   D, G, G
you won't be ready, to kiss...goodbye 

G	       C
The earth is a world 
               D
The world is a ball 
            G
A ball in a game with no rules at all 
              C
And just as I wonder 
                    D
at the beauty of it all 
           G
you go and drop it and it breaks when it falls 

           F
I'll never understand 
                  Em
why you thought I would 
     Dm    C 
need to be  reassured and be understood 
       F
When I always knew 
                   Em 
that your bad's my good 
    Dm    C
and I was ready 
G             C
ready...to be loved 

C, G, G, C, C, G, G

           C
Born under Mars 
             G
With Jupiter rising 
            C
Fallen from stars 
               G
That lit my horizon 

           F
I'll never understand
                  Em 
why you thought I would 
     Dm    C
need to be  reassured and be understood 
       F			      Em
When I always knew that your bad's my good 
    Dm    C		    G
and I was ready, ready...to be 

            F
Through the crying hours 
            Em      
of your glittery years
Dm      C
all the living out of your tinsel tears 
          F
and the midnight trains 
	Em            Dm C     G
I never made 'cos I'd al-ready played 

           F
and it's a better thing 
	   Em     Dm     
that we do now forgetting 
C
Everything the whys and hows 
          F		                 Em
While you reminisce about the things you miss 
    Dm       C        G          C
you won't be ready to kiss...goodbye