Julelege i tide og utide
6. december 2009Forleden havde jeg en snak med en person, jeg kun kender overfladisk. Men i løbet af snakken gik det op for mig, at vedkommende snakkede mig efter munden og undgik at forholde sig til ret meget af det, vi snakkede om. Og så var det sangen “Games People Play” sneg sig ind i min bevidsthed bagefter. En sang om de julelege, vi alt for ofte spiller med hinanden, selv om det ikke er jul. Eftersnakkeri, tvetunget tale osv. Vi kender det alt for godt. “Games People Play” er en af de mest desillusionerede og nøgterne popsange, jeg kender til. Et lysende dementi af, at popsange ikke kan være andet end silly lovesongs. Og så besidder den oven i købet den gode popsangs melodiske kvaliteter.
Oh the games people play now
Every night and every day now
Never meaning what they say now
Never saying what they mean
And they wile away the hours
In their ivory towers
Till they’re covered up with flowers
In the back of a black limousine
Chorus
La-da da da da da da da
La-da da da da da de
Talking ’bout you and me
And the games people play
Oh we make one another cry
Break a heart then we say goodbye
Cross our hearts and we hope to die
That the other was to blame
Neither one will give in
So we gaze at our eight by ten
Thinking ’bout the things that might have been
It’s a dirty rotten shame
People walking up to you
Singing glory hallelulia
And they’re tryin to sock it to you
In the name of the Lord
They’re gonna teach you how to meditate
Read your horoscope, cheat your faith
And further more to hell with hate
Come on and get on board
Look around tell me what you see
What’s happening to you and me
God grant me the serenity
To remember who I am
Cause you’ve given up your sanity
For your pride and your vanity
Turns you sad on humanity
And you don’t give a da da da da da
