Atmosphere - Musical Chairs lyrics

Do you wanna play?
Well you don't have a choice stand up alive
Cause the music hasn't died yet
Do you wanna play?
Well you don't have a choice stand up alive
Cause the music hasn't died yet
Do you wanna play?
Well you don't have a choice stand up alive
Cause the music hasn't died yet
Do you wanna play?
Well you don't have a choice stand up alive
Cause the music hasn't died yet

Suzy was a psycho, but she looked good
Little ball of fire
Light it up and cook wood
She knew the power of what she had to offer
Pieces of a puzzle, personality, and posture
When it's properly done, it seems fun
As long as you're not the one the bee stung
Bar fly looking for a fall guy
Taking on all types
From big baller to the small fry
Get what you want out of life
But every night now the same thought arrives
(you got a light?)
Still as lonely as the number one
Cause you only love someone
So you have someone to run from
Run, run, put your back into it Sue
Always wondered what it would be like
To try to rap to you we gotta show Suzy love
Ain't no way anyone's gonna stop
Before the music does

Do you wanna play?
Well you don't have a choice stand up alive
Cause the music hasn't died yet
Do you wanna play?
Well you don't have a choice stand up alive
Cause the music hasn't died yet
Do you wanna play?
Well you don't have a choice stand up alive
Cause the music hasn't died yet
Do you wanna play?
Well you don't have a choice stand up alive
Cause the music hasn't died yet

Bobby was a genius, and he would prove it
His favorite move is to make you look stupid
He knows the answer
Nobody puts their hands up
When he starts talking everybody (shut up)
Bobby didn't have friends, not real ones
Just a bunch of light
Minded self righteous pilgrims
And they all treated Bob like the big cheese
Knowing damn well they all thought
He was a "bitch please"
Blows his own horn, slaps his own bass
While everybody wait's for him to
Fall on his face and while he's down
Someone will take his place
If the suit isn't trump even
Seven beats an ace
Look at Bobby, he doesn't even know
That you're supposed to set a new
One after you achieve a goal
Accomplishments are just excuses to
Talk and spit when you music stops
Who will have a spot to sit?

Do you wanna play?
Well you don't have a choice stand up alive
Cause the music hasn't died yet
Do you wanna play?
Well you don't have a choice stand up alive
Cause the music hasn't died yet
Do you wanna play?
Well you don't have a choice stand up alive
Cause the music hasn't died yet
Do you wanna play?
Well you don't have a choice stand up alive
Cause the music hasn't died yet

Bring me the head of
Whoever said "play fair"
I want to sit in my chair
And wear a blank stare
Fuck being king of the hill
When the music dies you'll be the
First one the villagers kill
Walk in circles, dizzy up the movement
Talk in circles, the underground's polluted
Lots of circles, you wonderin' where you fit
Stop the circles!

Oh oh oh yeah, oh oh oh yeah
Well you don't have a choice oh oh oh yeah
Stand up alive oh oh oh yeah
Well you don't have a choice stand up

Do you wanna play?
Well you don't have a choice stand up alive
Cause the music hasn't died yet
Do you wanna play?
Well you don't have a choice stand up alive
Cause the music hasn't died yet
Do you wanna play?
Well you don't have a choice stand up alive
Cause the music hasn't died yet
Do you wanna play?
Well you don't have a choice stand up alive
Cause the music hasn't died yet