The Lowest Of The Low - 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 No, you won't sleep in my bed No, 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 it No, I don't think about it No, I don't think about it Anymore It's a gamble And your fingers burn From the last time 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 It's a gamble And your fingers burn From the last time 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 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 No, you can't find the pit boss No, you can't find the pit boss Anywhere Yeah, anywhere Anywhere, anywhere Anywhere, anywhere yeah