There are unsmiling faces and bright plastic chains

And a wheel in perpetual motion

And they follow the races and pay 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

But the game never ends when your whole world depends

On the turn of a friendly card

No the game never ends when your whole world depends

On the turn of a friendly card.

There's a sign in the desert that lies to the west

Where you can't tell the night from the sunrise

And not all the king's horses and all the king's men

Have prevented the fall of the unwise.

And they think it will make their lives easier

For god knows up till now it's been hard

But the game never ends when your whole world depends

On the turn of a friendly card

No the game never ends when your whole world depends

On the turn of a friendly card.

But a pilgrim must follow in search of a shrine

As he enters inside the cathedral...