Bingo-master?s Breakout Lyrics

Two swans in front of his eyesColored balls in front of his eyesIt?s number one for his kelly?s eyeTreble-six right over his eyeA big shot?s voice in his earsWorlds of silence in his earsAll the numbers account for yearsChecks the cards through eyes of tearsBingo-master?s breakout!All he sees is the back of chairsIn the mirror, a lack of hairsA light room, which he fills outHear the players all shoutBingo-master?s breakout!A glass of lager in his handSilver microphone in his handWasting time in numbers and rhymeOne hundred blank faces buyBingo-master?s breakout!Came the time he flipped his lidCame the time he flipped his lidHoliday in spain fell throughPlayers put it down toBingo-master?s breakoutA hall full of cards left unfilledEnded his life with wine and pillsThere?s a grave somewhere only partly filledA sign in a graveyard on a hill readsBingo-master?s breakoutFalkenbach - Bingo-master?s Breakout - http://motolyrics.com/falkenbach/bingo-master-s-breakout-lyrics.html