Right, this song technically isn't about gambling, but it's called The Gambler and it's a great song to listen to before you start a session at the casino. It gets you pumped up for the ensuing war between you (the gambler) and the casino. Plus, these lyrics sum up the average gambling session for me: 'Every time I try to get out. The song's lyrics tell a story narrated from the point of view of a concerned individual who is approached by a scantily-clad girl, heavily implied to be a prostitute; he then observes a 'scummy man' who has been hanging around the neighbourhood; the man is implied to be either the prostitute's pimp or a 'client' who is picking her up for sex. Most sports bets, Exclusive slot games + Free $250 Welcome Bonus @ BetRivers Online Casino & Sportsbook. Get your bonus and play online casino, slot.
Found on more albums:
Hip Priests and Kamerads
A A Part of America Therein, 1981
Slates/A Part of America Therein, 1981
Totally Wired: The Rough Trade Anthology
Early Singles
Fall in a Hole [Bonus Disc]
Words of Expectation
Fall in a Hole/Liverpool 78
50,000 Fall Fans Can't Be Wrong: 39 Golden Greats
A Part of America Therein, 1981 [Expanded Edition]
The Complete Peel Sessions 1978-2004
Fall in a Hole [Remastered]
The Fall Box Set
Casino Kankanaey Song Lyrics
But I put the weight back on again
And our kid got back from Munich
He didn't like it much
Has a psyche that hadn't been synthesized
Just like machines
It's getting like that here now
It just goes to show
I got no nerves left Monday morning
And I think I'll cut my dick off
The trouble it got me in
Went home to my slum canyon
On my way I looked up
I saw turrets of Victorian wealth
I saw John the ex-fox
Sleeping in some outside bogs
There's a silent rumble
In the buildings of the night council
It's a meeting of controllers
Who drive right through the gates
In white roll-tops
And I guess this just goes to show
The lie dream of the casino soul
I'm a bit jagged right now
In a tongue-tired, wired state
Cause Sunday morning dancing
I had an awake dream
I was in the supervision dept.
Of a bigtown store
Security floors one to four
They had cameras in the clothes dummies.
A man came up to them
He wanted sex in the dummies eyes
Then came up the cry:
'Security, mobilized!'
Meanwhile in the sticks
Proles rich, dance in cardboard pants
And I guess this goes to show
The lie dream of a casino souls scene
Right, this song technically isn't about gambling, but it's called The Gambler and it's a great song to listen to before you start a session at the casino. It gets you pumped up for the ensuing war between you (the gambler) and the casino. Plus, these lyrics sum up the average gambling session for me: 'Every time I try to get out. The song's lyrics tell a story narrated from the point of view of a concerned individual who is approached by a scantily-clad girl, heavily implied to be a prostitute; he then observes a 'scummy man' who has been hanging around the neighbourhood; the man is implied to be either the prostitute's pimp or a 'client' who is picking her up for sex. Most sports bets, Exclusive slot games + Free $250 Welcome Bonus @ BetRivers Online Casino & Sportsbook. Get your bonus and play online casino, slot.
Found on more albums:
Hip Priests and Kamerads
A A Part of America Therein, 1981
Slates/A Part of America Therein, 1981
Totally Wired: The Rough Trade Anthology
Early Singles
Fall in a Hole [Bonus Disc]
Words of Expectation
Fall in a Hole/Liverpool 78
50,000 Fall Fans Can't Be Wrong: 39 Golden Greats
A Part of America Therein, 1981 [Expanded Edition]
The Complete Peel Sessions 1978-2004
Fall in a Hole [Remastered]
The Fall Box Set
Casino Kankanaey Song Lyrics
But I put the weight back on again
And our kid got back from Munich
He didn't like it much
Has a psyche that hadn't been synthesized
Just like machines
It's getting like that here now
It just goes to show
I got no nerves left Monday morning
And I think I'll cut my dick off
The trouble it got me in
Went home to my slum canyon
On my way I looked up
I saw turrets of Victorian wealth
I saw John the ex-fox
Sleeping in some outside bogs
There's a silent rumble
In the buildings of the night council
It's a meeting of controllers
Who drive right through the gates
In white roll-tops
And I guess this just goes to show
The lie dream of the casino soul
I'm a bit jagged right now
In a tongue-tired, wired state
Cause Sunday morning dancing
I had an awake dream
I was in the supervision dept.
Of a bigtown store
Security floors one to four
They had cameras in the clothes dummies.
A man came up to them
He wanted sex in the dummies eyes
Then came up the cry:
'Security, mobilized!'
Meanwhile in the sticks
Proles rich, dance in cardboard pants
And I guess this goes to show
The lie dream of a casino souls scene
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'Lie Dream of a Casino Soul' as written by Marc Riley Craig Scanlon
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
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