You woke up in the rusted frame of a burned out old Deville
Your legs are shot and they’re flushed with pain, but you can’t keep them still
The sun sets and you’re afraid, of that itching in your skin
You stumble down the boulevard, a neon encrusted temple
You’re looking for the grace of God in the arms of a fellow stranger
Deciples handing catalogues of concubines as you, stumble down the boulevard
Crying, hosanna
Welcome to Fabulous, Welcome to fabulous
Las Vegas
Give us your dreamers, your harlots and your sin
Las Vegas
Didn’t nobody tell you, the house will always win
Cameras on the ceiling tile, no place for you to hide
A hundred and seven And you’re looking for shade that no palm tree can provide
But there’s a little girl you remember back in Tennessee
You have this reoccurring dream where you see her playing hide and seek
With a woman who, used to know you very well
Sunsets and neon lights
Call girls and neon lights
Black jack and lady luck
Cocaine and lady luck
You call upon her
Unholy need tonight
In Las Vegas
Give us your dreamers, your harlots and your sin
Las Vegas
Didn’t nobody tell you, didn’t nobody tell you, didn’t nobody tell you
The house will always win