Card Tricks Songtext
von Dionysia

Ooh, my, this soul′s got an appetite
His morals making more than a bourgeois payroll

Starts out in an age-old town
Little digit in a house full of heartache
Two months just to bring him down now
With a family to support
Under grips of the deck and its weight
Of the fifty-one others
In a town of black and blood
What can he do to keep from going under?

On and on it goes
On and on it goes now

Ooh, my, this soul's got an appetite
His morals making more than a bourgeois payroll
There′s no love left in this sandy place
Queen's cold and the King's gone lazy
Jack′s out drunk on his pride, getting crazy
Stick around ′til the walls give out
For the rent's getting higher for a number in the card house


And with these day-to-day remissions of these honorable positions
They went down in this society, they ain′t gonna shift
'Cause the ace was in the hole, but he dug himself an early grave
Now all the diamonds have gone to coal
And the hearts have been all broken
Spades are underpaid and the clubs are all but broken
And the royalty is fucked, oh
But the Jokers sit on top, counting stacks
Laughing at the pain, oh

On and on it goes
On and on it goes now

Ooh, my, this soul′s got an appetite
His morals making more than a bourgeois payroll
There's no love left in this sandy place
Queen′s cold and the King's gone lazy
Jack's out drunk on his pride, getting crazy
Stick around ′til the walls give out
For the rent′s getting higher for a number
Oh, a number in the card house

Ooh, my, this soul's got an appetite
His morals making more than a bourgeois payroll
There′s no love left in this sandy place
Queen's cold and the King′s gone lazy
Jack's out drunk on his pride, getting crazy
Stick around ′til the walls give out
For the rent's getting higher for a number in the card house

Oh, a number in the card house