Album: Live Killers

If You Can't Beat Them

If You Can't Beat Them
Written by John Deacon

Keep your chin up when you're feelin' lonely
Don't let them get you down
Ain't no use in you sitting all alone
Hangin' around for someone to call
Ooh they won't come knockin' at all
Don't run and hide
Even if it hurts you inside
So I said
Give as good as you get - yeah

If you can't beat 'em, join 'em
You've got to do it
'Cause it makes you feel good
If you can't beat 'em, join 'em
You're never gonna help yourself

Yeah, come on, go, get up, hey, sure feelin' good

Keep your fingers off my money
Don't try and pull me down
You're takin' me out to wine and dine me
Tryin' to wind me 'round and around
Invite me to your little contract ha! ha!
Rumour has it that you could play dirty
I'll tell you what I'll do about that and that oh yeah
I'm playing them at their own game - yeah!

If you can't beat 'em, join 'em
You've got to do it
'Cause it makes you feel good
If you can't beat 'em, join 'em
You're never gonna help yourself

Yeah, that's good, playing dirty

If you can't beat 'em, join 'em
Oh, you've got to do it
'Cause it makes you feel good
If you can't beat 'em, join 'em

It's everyone for themselves

Move on out, hey
Hey
All right, let rock 'n' roll reign
Hey whooh hoo