There are unsmiling faces and bright plastic And a wheel in perpetual motion And they follow the races and out the gains With no show of an outward emotion
And they think it will make their lives easier For God knows up till now it's been hard the game never ends when your whole world depends On the turn of a friendly card No the game ends when your whole world depends On the turn of a friendly card
There's a sign in the desert lies to the west Where you can't tell the night from sunrise And not all the king's horses and all the king's men Have prevented the fall of the unwise
And they think will make their lives easier For God knows up till now it's been hard But the game never ends when your whole depends On the turn of a friendly card No the game never ends when your world depends On the turn of a friendly card
But a pilgrim must follow in search a shrine As he enters inside the cathedral...