The gambler
Stone Shout
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Just sitted on that comfy chair, right there where his money's the feed.
He tries to believe the suit he's wearing is still fitting well.
What does he actually have got?
Let our spinning marble roll your mind to be weird enough.
Let our greedy fat machine
drain your flesh and bones as well, yeah.
Bad chance, is that my curse?
All the chips are gone again
"Buy some more" the voice inside his head says.
What's the sin of betting in Las Vegas
with girls and sparkling wine?
What does he actually have got?
Let our spinning marble roll your mind to be weird enough.
(Roll your mind, to be so mad.)
Let our greedy fat machine drain your flesh and bones as well.
We don't care if your luck turns bad or your account is blank.
We don't care about your troubles, Who you were, we don't care.
Fancy limos, fame and spotlight
are his memories.
Someone told his mindless game turns to disgrace,
he's proved to be deaf.
Let our spinning marble roll your mind to be weird enough.
(Roll your mind, to be so mad.)
Let our greedy fat machine drain your flesh and bones as well.
We don't care if your luck turns bad or your account is blank.
We don't care about your troubles, Who you were, we don't care.