Card Tricks Songtext
von Dionysia

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

Starts out in an age-old town
A little digit in a house full of heartache
Too much just to bring him down
With a family to support
Under grips of the deck and its weight of the 51 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


Oh my this soul's got an appetite
His morals making more than a bourgeois payroll
There′s no luck left in this hand he plays
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
But the rent's getting higher for a number in the card house

And with these day to day remissions of these honorable positions
They once held in this society well they all gone to shit
The ace was in the hole but he dug himself an early grave
All the diamonds have gone to coal and the hearts have been 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
And laughing at the pain

On and on it goes, on and on it goes now

Oh my this soul′s got an appetite
His morals making more than a bourgeois payroll
There's no luck left in this hand he plays
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
But the rent's getting higher for a number in the card house