Pukatronic - The Deal Lyrics

Don't be alarmed by all the days swept by the fog
In time you'll realize those days are long
Gone away, all the memories will fade
You're in the streets without a name, a shadow in the dawn

Step to the bar, drink all the whiskey from the jar
A little more can't hurt at all
Behind the glass the cards have hit the table fast
Step right up and take a chance

The dealer stands amused, all the tricks he could've used

Been dealt another situation
Glance at your cards for a second time
Sitting pretty on a pair of aces
Throw them away, give it up to chance

No need to fold - the hand is yours, and yours alone
And in a way you call it home
Don't be alarmed, when it's clear you'll feel the fog
A little more can't hurt at all

The dealer stands confused, all the tricks he could've used

Been dealt another situation
Glance at your cards for a second time
Sitting pretty on a pair of aces
Throw them away, give it up to chance
Sitting pretty on a pair of aces
Throw them away, give it up to chance
Sitting pretty on a pair of aces
Throw them away, give it up to chance