Song Description

This song was written about negotiations between a labor group and a management group and how they eventually get to a point in the negotiations where the truth has to come out.

Lyrics

Here we sit at the end of nowhere not sure where we are
Somebody tell us what's goin' on did our wish become the star
See your dream isn't one of a kind, yeah we have 'em too
We're looking for a paycheck today not one of your I.O.U's

(Chorus)
Welcome to the end game on the table cards are laid
No more bluffing or misdirection time the piper was paid
We see your hand and you see ours right to the point we're the same
Comin' at the problem from different directions
This is the end game

Did you hear the sound today yeah the sound was pretty loud
An ear splitting, back breaking, mind numbing, bloodthirsty scream from the crowd
Find your voice it's all you've got let the chips fall where they may
No more putting off the inevitable it all goes down today.

Welcome to the end game on the table cards are laid
No more bluffing or misdirection time the piper was paid
We see your hand and you see ours right to the point we're the same
Comin' at the problem from different directions
This is the end game

It's finally time to figure out where we're all gonna be
Our lives on hold for what seems like forever no more mystery
Shake from your head and wipe from your hands the dirt that you perceive
No more pretending indecision no more long reprieves

Welcome to the end game on the table cards are laid
No more bluffing or misdirection time the piper was paid
We see your hand and you see ours right to the point we're the same
Comin' at the problem from different directions
This is the end game

(bridge)
Why cant we all see
We are all the same
We've arrived after so long
This is the end game

(guitar solo)

Welcome to the end game on the table cards are laid
No more bluffing or misdirection time the piper was paid
We see your hand and you see ours right to the point we're the same
Comin' at the problem from different directions
This is the end game

Here we are at the end of something exhausted and spent
Time to take the blinders from our eyes and tell us how things went
Each of us have a vested interest in what it is we built
No more can we be swayed by accusations of guilt

Welcome to the end game on the table cards are laid
No more bluffing or misdirection time the piper was paid
We see your hand and you see ours right to the point we're the same
Comin' at the problem from different directions
This is the end game