Take the gamble, put on a show,
My words they ramble, the games to go.
At last a dead man walking,
On an eternal earth.
No one is talking,
Like a baby at birth.
I\'ll take the time,
To slowly wine,
And give it all my worth.
When the game is done.
And I have won,
You will only be a little envious.
As l happily leave you penniless.