WILLARD GRANT CONSPIRACY - CHRISTMAS IN NEVADA lyrics

rate me

Flip the switch

And let the gamblers roll

I'm headed up from old Mexico

The border towns

All look the same

Brand new suit

And a bankers roll

Switchblade knife

And no place to go

Except where I might find

The next game

Lights go on across the town

Children's choir sings

Auld lang syne

The black jack dealers

Take their toll

I look up

From this beat park bench

Into an ocean

Of discontent

I can't wait to buy a ticket to anywhere

But home

Washing dishes

Behind the casino grill

Ain't no way

To make a kill

But on the winter nights

The water keeps me warm

I'll take my pay

And buy a gun

Steal a car

And hope it runs

Find a place

To make my name