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kali bahlu - a game called who am i كلمات أغنية

i’m tired of not playing any games
i’m tired of having to be good all the time
i’m tired of this silly old stupid earthplace
i don’t see why not that we can play games

would you like to know a game we can play
while we wait to go on home? here’s how it goes:
i ask the questions and you see if you know who it is

who wears clothes all clean and crisp
who washes his face real nice
who likes shoes with buckles on them, shiny
and with a square toe
who is this one who likes a house, a garden
and one wife, and on sat_rday night to play with the devils in thе dark?
do you give up? why, i’ll tell you, it’s a leprеchaun!
are you a leprechaun? i’m not a leprechaun!

who wears clothes all raggy and torn
and likes to live in the woods?
who likes to sleep in a tent with a fairy princess girl in his arms?
who likes to ride a motorcycle as fast as the wind?
a gremlin – i am not a gremlin

who wears suits, all pressed, and has a hat
and drives a fast car that looks like a bat?
who gambles in clubs and laughs all night long
loving the daring witches?
does he have a goatee? uh huh
does he bet on the horses? oh yeah
who is he? why, a dwarf
who is the tall one, the flashing romeo
who smiles with such delight to see danger in his night
and who never, never marries just one little girl
but has to have five in his palace of reddish gold light?
can you guess who this is, are you like this?
i’m not, who is this, do you know? a devil!

who is the clever one, the owner of most businesses
who only loves the sound of a cash register ring
who lives like a leprechaun, all clean and so neat
and just looks only besides money to eat?
why, those kind of peoples are the elves

who is the lovely, little hippie boy
wearing bell bottoms and having a dancing girl for a toy
why, he’s but an old lost pirate, longing for his ship
his captain and his gold

who are the pretty flower children
all gaily full of love, why, fairy princesses and warlocks, too
and magic, magic witches
ghosties and trolls and the ghouls
i think maybe – down deep inside, i might be one of those

who are all the doctors, the dentists and the lawyers
the professors, all silent and so serious
why, sorcerers and sorceresses, some gremlins, too, it’s true
but mostly they’re wizards, putting hexes on me and you
who are all the darker children with the big and sparkling eyes
princesses and princes from the real arabian nights
and kings and wild horse men, gaily dressed in satin splendor
nightly warriors dancing girls and fun_loving bandits

who are all the oriental beauties from little paper houses
so small and so cute and scared to be here
on this broken earth
oh, they are from the real himalayan snow
they control the currents of sound to make our games go

and in the real persia are movie directors and writers
prop men and artists so we can make movies
on a giant multidimensional screen
that is why movies here are so familiar, you see
we all love to act and play when it’s not a broken game

- kali bahlu

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