shuffling the cards
cutting the deck
looking for fives aces
and my disability check
pouring a drink
grabbing a smoke
wondering why
i'm always close to broke
near the end of the day
how many times do i have to pray?
watching everything as it seems to fade away
i've got no new games to play:
there's the old dance floor
where i once used to explore
with a woman in my arms
and all her youthful charms:
a forehead kiss
something not to miss
when the lights turn low
near the end of the all-night show
i've no place else to go
no spare life left to borrow.
dreaming alone
blowing some smoke
listening to old friends
tell another old joke
walking a mile
paying my fines
dreaming of days
without any deadlines.
shuffling the cards
cutting the deck
looking for fives aces
and my disability check
pouring a drink
grabbing a smoke
wondering why
i'm always close to broke
near the end of the day
how many times do i have to pray?
watching everything as it seems to fade away
i've got no new games to play:
walking a mile
paying my fines
dreaming of days
without any deadlines.
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