New Modern British Musical (2015) Bend It Like Beckham the Musical - Just A Game / Fly Lyrics
(Foreign language)
Papaji, Papaji, are you there Hear your child, hear her prayer Papaji, Papaji, if you see Turn your gaze on me
Papaji, Papaji, help me choose Put yourself in my shoes Papaji, hear me Papaji, help me Perfect in wisdom Sitting in glory Papaji, tell me, what is my story
(Foreign language)
It’s a game, I know it’s just a game A game of elegance and skill But tears or triumph Life will still go on the same
And though of course I’d be the first to say That it can rob you of your breath It’s not a case of life or death It’s still a game But if I took the other road Would I regret the final score Would I look back in years to come Will it be clear what it’s been for Can I be sure, so sure It’s really more than just a game
(Just a game) Just a game (Just a game) Just a game (Just a game) It’s this Beckham Blikey Beckham that I play (That I play) More girls in your position More than ever, ever, ever It’s like [?] (It’s like [?]) It’s like [?] (It’s like [?]) It’s like shame (It’s like shame) It’s like shame (It’s like shame) It’s like shame
Stop right there Whose life exactly are you living, Jess We’ve a chance to play in Germany This ain’t Luton Town, Jess This is England versus Germany
Fly, fly, fly Come with us and fly, fly, fly We’re chasing the sun Become of the fun Be willing to try Now, right now Could be our big chance Why bow to defeat Why sound the retreat When you could advance So play with us (Play with us) Try with us (Try with us) Grow with us (Grow with us) Fly with us (Fly with us) Grow with us (Grow, grow with us) Grow with us We’ll catch you if you fall We’ll catch you if you fall
What use is winning shiny trophies When you don’t know how to cook [?] finding you a husband When you look the way you look We’re sick and tired of your [?] And we’re bringing you to book A girl who kicks, no man will kiss You live and die, just [?], miss What use is this
What’s wrong with longing For a semi In a leafy South [?] street Why can’t you want what’s only normal Like a plastic creepy suite What good is running like a Kenyan If it means you cannot eat A wife is not an acrobat A wife should have a little fat What’s wrong with that
Wannabe someone (Wannabe someone) Wanna be free (Wanna be free) Gonna get angry (Oh, Miss Angra’s game is spoiling) And if there’s spoiling for a wrangle Let come and tangle with me Then they’ll see ‘Cause a dream ('Cause a dream) Is just a dream (All of our dreams)
(Foreign language)
It’s a game Just look, it’s all a game (We’re all they have) So trust your heart and just decide How much you show How much you hide And play the game Destroy their dreams Don’t be a fool Don’t be a fool Don’t throw your hopes away Am I fool to throw my hopes away (Throwing their hopes away) And give and take And not just give My life is mine not theirs to live You only get one life to live And surely something has to give So play the game In any game (It’s not just a game) Just a game Just a game
Play the game No, just play the game Don’t let those dreams get left for dead Don’t let those voices in your head Affect your aim
It’s a game I know it’s just a game But game or not, you need to know If you’ve got what it takes to go And stake your claim Just play the game Just go and play the game It’s not as if you’ve never lied Just suit their needs, or being a side So play the game ([?] only one game) If not, you’ll be the only one to blame (If everyone [?]) There isn’t any reason why You heart has passed you by So play the game So play the game (so fly, fly, fly) So play the game (Fly, fly, fly) Come with us and fly, fly, fly Stop giving yourself to mission control Stop living a lie (Lie) Fly
One final task, and then we ask For nothing more You are what our saving, our scrimping and saving Yes, you are what our dreaming was for
Give up this game (Give up this game) Lose control (It’s just a game) You’re so much more (It’s just a game) This is your destiny Someone like you [?] Can’t you give it Can’t you give it Can’t you give it Can’t you give it
Review: Bend It Like Beckham the Musical Just A Game / Fly lyrics from Bend It Like Beckham the Musical
Bend It Like Beckham the Musical Lyrics
Glorious UB2 Girl Perfect Look at Us Now/ Golden Moment/Get Me Tough Love First Touch People Like Us Just A Game / Fly More Fool Me There She Goes Bend It Harrier's Preparation/ Just a Game (reprise) People Like Us (reprise)/Glorious (reprise) Fly (reprise)/Girl Perfect (reprise)/Bend it (reprise)
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