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The Way The World Turns
04:27
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The way I see it the world is slipping
We're on the edge and the dead weight's shifting
Over we go
Watch heaven roll
The delights of the damned are disolving
I can't say I'm surprised
All it takes is dead eyes
To see the back of the Lord is broken
It's time to build a new means to reach old ends
It's time to let this sinner have his long awaited chance
Cause I am gonna change the way the world turns
And my steely eyes will be the centre of this new universe
There'll be no creeds in my new world order
You either prove it or we don't move forward
Oh there you go
Your eyes have rolled
Father forgive me for what you're about to recieve
I can't say I'm surprised that you idealised
All the bullshit that your father fed you
It's time to build a new means to reach old ends
It's time to let this sinner have his long awaited chance
Cause I am gonna change the way the world turns
And my steely eyes will be the centre of this new universe
There's no time like the present to erase the past
We'll hoist a Godless sail up mother nature's mast
And through the roughest and the toughest
Tyrannical storms we will sail through
Our enlightened dawn
Cause I am gonna change the way the world turns
And my steely eyes will be the centre of this new universe
Cause I am gonna change the way the world turns
And my steely eyes will be the centre of this new universe
Times have changed
It's time for me to change the way the world turns
Times have changed
It's time for me to change the way the world turns
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Gambling Man
06:58
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The solitary stance of the empty man
On the side of an empty Vegas town
Heads of dead presidents drawn in the sand
As the ashes of the dollar bills fall from his hand
They're the debts of a gambling man
I am a gambling man
One more notch on my four-post bed
One more face I'll never see again
Three show-tunes at 2AM
As the cabaret bares witness to my one good hand
Five hard-eights before the sixth foes snake-eyed
Pillaging the winnings of the players who were free-riding
Side-by-side
With the one man throwing the two bones
And hitting up the winnings
Not so lucky
Not so lucky for them
Not so lucky
Not lucky until you can say
I have dreamt, I have seen
I survived the end of Americana
Empty lives and family ties
Burn bright in the fires of Americana
One chance taken is another chance lost
One more debt as the one man scoffs
Son I've been doing this since I was twelve
And just as crime doesn't pay it sure as hell don't sell
Four bones later with a tear in his eye
And his forlorn face in his two bad hands
The old man had lost nearly everything
As I laughed and said this is my damn game
Not so lucky
Not so lucky for them
Not so lucky
Not lucky until you can say
I have dreamt, I have seen
I survived the end of Americana
Empty lives and family ties
Burn bright in the fires of Americana
The happy little family start their lives
A doomed father, broken kids and a lonely wife
Floating on the winds of a dream long gone
As the blind, deaf patriot's song goes on
They're the debts of a gambling man
I am a gambling man
Yeah
I have dreamt, I have seen
I survived the end of Americana
Empty lives and family ties
Burn bright in the fires of Americana
I am a gambling man
I am a gambling man
The debts aren't paid
The debts are bleeding through
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My Final Hour
04:11
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I can't percieve that the better man won
If the better man is every man but me
My nerves will devour my heart in the hour
Where the victor lays slain to defeat
Who can prepare for an ending they cannot believe
Can't believe
Did she deny you, defy or defile you
So devil-may-care all along
The enigma is falling, her siren song calling
The devil dissolves on her tongue
Rescue me
I'm chasing your ivory tower
I've battered the blood from a stone
Is this my final hour
Were the victors the damned all along
Beggars can't be choosers but beggars are losers
Their backbone contorts at your door
Not trying to be funny but honey I'm running
I've been burnt by this game before
Rescue me
I'm chasing your ivory tower
I've battered the blood from a stone
Is this my final hour
Were the victors the damned all along
Help the helpless help themselves
A burden to the brave
Suckered in with cheshire-grin
The gullible young knave
such a misplaced fallacy
The gallant have to die
I'll watch your tower burn to ash
Before I risk my life
Rescue me
Rescue me
My day breaks to the west
I'm upside-down again
My stylish swagger
Now broken I stagger
Towards your dagger again
I'm chasing your ivory tower
I've battered the blood from a stone
Is this my final hour
Were the victors the damned all along
All along all alone all along
All along all alone all along
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