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 on the streets without a name
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
Glanced 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. In a way you call it home
Don't be alarmed, when it's clear you'll feel the fog
Behind the glass the cards have hit the table fast, step right up and take a chance
The dealer stands amused, all the tricks she could've used
Been dealt another situation
Glanced 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