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 kings horses
And all the kings men
Have prevented the fall of the unwise
For they think it will make their lives easier
And God knows up till know 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...
There are unsmiling faces
In fetters and chains
On a wheel in perpetual motion
Who belong to all races
And answer all names
With no show of an outward emotion
And they think it will make their lives easier
But the doorway before them is barred
And 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...