Gamble Lyrics

Your hips are swaying
And your eyes are saying
That you need two gamblers
For this game you're playing

And I might want you
Yeah, but I don't need you
And you won't sleep in my bed... anymore

It seemed like a dead-end
Even when I was seven
To sing for this country
With your hands up to heaven

'Cause God was dead then
And he's never coming back again
And I don't think about... anymore

It's a gamble
And your fingers burn
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That you flew and bled
And the shadows
That you walk around
Will still be there
When the sun goes down
Venus Flytrap
Twenty years now

Check the track-sheet
When you're all alone
Sunday morning
A pistol by the phone

The chance is just as fat
As a union bureaucrat
That the life you wanna live
Ain't the one you're looking at

There's more risk in a brain-cell
Than any Vegas hotel
When you can't find the pit boss... anywhere