Play Nice
©Kelli Cates

 I think I know the remedy to soothe all the pain
I think I found this symmetry of loss and of gain
I see in the eyes of all people scorned
That stitch…and a black thorn

I think I have a medicine that gives you a smile
The recipe for special things that last for a while
Instead of glares or all the ignores
This will make their eyes sore

La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
It’s all the same, oh
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
It’s all a game
So play all the cards
And roll the dice
But don’t forget
To play nice

You find that kindness always helps you play to win
Heaping coals upon their head by letting them in
And who’s all the better, their soul or yours?
It’s all about the open doors

Innocence is rarely ever just innocence
Motivation by a laugh that’s at the expense
Of mean and increadibly hateful rapport
I think I found the open door

La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
It’s all the same, oh
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
It’s all a game
So play all the cards
And roll the dice
But don’t forget
To play nice

Believe in the power of good over snobby
It’s nice and it’s naughty at war
But who really gets more?
 
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
It’s all the same, oh
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
It’s all a game
So play all the cards
And roll the dice
But don’t forget
To play nice