WELL. . . LET ME TELL A STORY
ABOUT A GUY
WHO PLAYED THE CRUELEST GAME
AND WANTED TO LEARN MORE
HE DIDN’T WANT TO STAY ON THE BAR
JUST HATED THE BAR
HE JUST WANTED TO HIT AND RUN
AND THERE WERE BLOTS AND BLOCKS AND EVERYTHING
RACCOONS AND OTTERS AND THINGS
HE PLAYED HOMETOWN
YOU KNOW
BIG CITY BRIGHT LIGHTS
BUT WERE NOT SATISFIED
SO HE WANTED TO LEARN MORE
AND GO FAR
HE WANTED THE BIG ACTION
FOR SURE
TRAVELLED TO MONTE CARLO
AND ISTANBUL
WHERE THE BIG GUYS WERE
FOR THE BIG MONEY AND GLORY
MAYBE
HE LEARNED SOME THINGS THERE
FIGHTING AND ARGUING
BACK HOME WERE THE WIFE AND KIDS
YES, THE LOVELY KIDS
YEAH
HE LEARNED THE CRUELEST GAME
WHERE IT REALLY DOESN’T MATTER
IF YOU WIN OR LOSE
WHEN YOU MADE YOUR BEST MOVE
AS THE LADY LUCK WAS AGAINST YOU
HE PRAYED HER TO BE
ON HIS SIDE
BUT
IF SHE WAS ON HIS SIDE
HE DIDN’T LEARN A THING
ABOUT THE CRUELEST GAME
NO
HE WASN’T A BIG HIT THERE
BUT HE LEARNED THE GAME
SURE
THE CRUELEST GAME
YOU CAN CALL IT BACKGAMMON
YOU CAN CALL IT WHATEVER

BUT IT IS LIFE
AND SOMETIMES
IT FEELS LIKE
BEING A PRO
IN THE GOBI DESERT CANOE CLUB

TAPIO 23. 9. 1998