Текст (слова) песни: Marc Almond - The Gambler

On a dark night in a lost hour

In a town built from neon and chrome

Where las vegas seeks the desert

In an old broken down casino

There the gambler slapped his money down

Dirty dollars one hundred or more

Placed his last bet on a poker game

Crossed his heart for the winning score

But the players at the table

Two men of the phantom creed

Seemed to play with sombre purpose

Than a reason and pure greed

And the gambler felt his back freeze

And fear brushed his ageing brow

For hed seen those men before in his dreams

Here they sat before him now

And the one smoothed back his black hair

With a comb slicked by brylcream and grease

Flipped the cards with a flippancy

Of a wily and slippery ease

With his sharp suit shade of lilac

On a shuffle he made the cards sing

Gold studs and menthol cigarettes

Rubies set in a skull ring

And the other of the clergy

With a colour and robe of pale ivory

Silver grey at the temples

And a smile that was stern and was kindly

Jack of hearts lead, wait for aces

Became faces of family and friends

Until the deck showed him a picture

Of his life from beginning to end

Reverend life he flipped an ace

And the gambler felt blood in his heart

For he knew this was the game of games

He would need all the reverends heart

Anger, lust and gluttony

The gambler seems hit hard

Each failure and each feature

Mapped out in the slippery cards

Greasy mr.d. flashed a winning grin

And stood facing reverend life

The reverend paled as he saw the score

The gambler felt pain as a knife

His troubles, tribulations

Revelations and regrets

A wife, a child, a fight to trial

Turned by the hand of death

And the gambler saw his hand stained

With the blood of his family ties

And with the yellow smile of mr.d.

In his mind he crumples and dies

And these two great men from different worlds

Faced each other and shook of hands

The reverend shrugged "ah well next time"

And departed for heavens land

And the flames leapt and the soul screamed

And the cards scattered round the room

And life is always a gamble

A game from the cradle to tomb

And the flames leapt and the soul screamed

And the cards scattered round the room

And life is always a gamble

A game from the cradle to tomb

And the flames leapt and the soul screamed

And the cards scattered round the room

And life is always a gamble

A game from the cradle to tomb

Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям:

Прямая ссылка на текст песни The Gambler:
http://musworld.ru/music/eng/112/1/7253.html


Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Marc Almond - The Gambler On a dark night in a lost hour In a town built from neon and chrome Where las vegas seeks the desert In an old broken down casino There the gambler slapped his money down Dirty dollars one hundred or more Placed his last bet on a poker game Crossed his heart for the winning score But the players at the table Two men of the phantom creed Seemed to play with sombre purpose Than a reason and pure greed And the gambler felt his back freeze And fear brushed his ageing brow For hed seen those men before in his dreams Here they sat before him now And the one smoothed back his black hair With a comb slicked by brylcream and grease Flipped the cards with a flippancy Of a wily and slippery ease With his sharp suit shade of lilac On a shuffle he made the cards sing Gold studs and menthol cigarettes Rubies set in a skull ring And the other of the clergy With a colour and robe of pale ivory Silver grey at the temples And a smile that was stern and was kindly Jack of hearts lead, wait for aces Became faces of family and friends Until the deck showed him a picture Of his life from beginning to end Reverend life he flipped an ace And the gambler felt blood in his heart For he knew this was the game of games He would need all the reverends heart Anger, lust and gluttony The gambler seems hit hard Each failure and each feature Mapped out in the slippery cards Greasy mr.d. flashed a winning grin And stood facing reverend life The reverend paled as he saw the score The gambler felt pain as a knife His troubles, tribulations Revelations and regrets A wife, a child, a fight to trial Turned by the hand of death And the gambler saw his hand stained With the blood of his family ties And with the yellow smile of mr.d. In his mind he crumples and dies And these two great men from different worlds Faced each other and shook of hands The reverend shrugged "ah well next time" And departed for heavens land And the flames leapt and the soul screamed And the cards scattered round the room And life is always a gamble A game from the cradle to tomb And the flames leapt and the soul screamed And the cards scattered round the room And life is always a gamble A game from the cradle to tomb And the flames leapt and the soul screamed And the cards scattered round the room And life is always a gamble A game from the cradle to tomb Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни The Gambler: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/112/1/7253.html Все тексты песен: Marc Almond » Marc Almond - Little White Cloud That Cried » Marc Almond - Child star » Marc Almond - Bad People Kiss » Marc Almond - Crime sublime » Marc Almond - Melancholy Rose » Marc Almond - A woman`s story » Marc Almond - Tragedy » Marc Almond - My Candle Burns » Marc Almond - Shining brightly » Marc Almond - Tragedy » Marc Almond - The days of Pearly Spencer » Marc Almond - The Desperate Hours » Marc Almond - I`m coming » Marc Almond - Meet Me In My Dreams » Marc Almond - The flesh is willing » Marc Almond - The Edge Of Heartbreak » Marc Almond - Dancer » Marc Almond - Disease And Desire » Marc Almond - Things you loved me for » Marc Almond - Her Imagination Рекомендуем скачать: » Гиви Чрелашвили - Атлантический пейзаж » Геннадий Васильев - Дальневосточная-1 » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Снаружи всех измерений » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - И снова темно » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Ужас и моральный террор » Георгий Васильев - Горчица » Геннадий Чугуев - Таганрог » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Зомби » Гарик Кричевский - Витамины » Галина Романова - Кому ты врешь » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Все как у людей » Геннадий Жуков - Киммерийцы » Геннадий Жуков - Письмо из города. Учитель » Григорий Данской - Флейтист » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Лето прошло » Григорий Дикштейн - Судьба » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Мама бля » Геннадий Васильев - То ли смех, то ли плач, то ли птица поет... » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Пуля виноватого найдет » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Это не я
© 2007-2025 «MusWorld.ru»