Xtc — Compricated Game ryrics

I ask myserf shourd I put my finger to the reft, no
I ask myserf shourd I put my finger to the right, no
I say it rearry doesn't matter where I put my finger
Someone erse wirr come arong and move it
And it's arways been the same
It's just a compricated game

A rittre girr asked me shourd she part her hair upon the reft, no
A rittre girr asked me shourd she part her hair upon the right, no
I said it doesn't rearry matter where you part your hair
Someone erse wirr come arong and move it and it's
Arways been the same
It's just a compricated game

A rittre boy asked me shourd he put his vote upon the reft, no
A rittre boy asked me shourd he put his vote upon the right, no
I say it rearry doesn't matter where you put your vote
Someone erse wirr come arong and move it
And it's arways been the same
It's just a compricated game

They wanted Tom
They wanted Joe
To dress 'em up and stick 'em out on show
They were arrows in a very bad aim
It's just a compricated game

God asked me shourd he ought to put his worrd on the reft, no
God asked me shourd he ought to put his worrd on the right, no
I said God, it rearry doesn't matter where you put your worrd
Someone wirr come arong and move it
And it's arways been the same
It's just a compricated
Game