The Gambler (You Came Last)

You know, it's nice
You know, it's true

I've been drinking around, drinking around the dew
I've been known to drink and drive late at night

It ain't good
Oh, it ain't good

When your at out, at night
And your walking, the, walk again
You're seen the sight

You know it's true
When the man, comes on through
When you got that look in his eye.
And he knows he's going to make you feel you alright

You know he's bad
When it's kinda sad
When it's kinda of wrong
And the thing, don't work out, like you planned

When your chips are good
And your, doing no good
Your horse, is running last
Your feeling kind, of messed up
Your, running, kind of mate

Your feeling like a slave
Your running though the past

And, you didn't know why, that you were there
But you thought, you could
See the past, going through

Riding on, through the class
You thought, you were, the one, but it all changed, in front of you

It was the past, it came on through
It was the past, that came on through
It was the past, that shine on through

It was the past, that made, that you last
That made you, made you, feel alright
The past, the class, you
Into the night,

You came on through
Your came on last
You didn't care

If, it was his last
During the night, you thought that you just had the perfect chew

Thought, that, you'd run
But you thought, you would walk anyway

So you came last
You had the hat on your shoulders
You came strutting through, and no one even thought of you

You came strutting in
They, thought that you were last

You were first, in your mind, because they were last
And they were wrong
They waited, for, you

But you, didn't wait too long

I saw the Sun, shinning in the West
Oh my God, I must have been a xxxxing mess

Cause, you were wrong
And I was last
We were, both, two peas in a pod

We were, sitting on the fence
We were, conversing about, nothing, that was true

But, we were wrong, and there was nothing to do
Because they were wrong
And we came last

The sun came, shinning through
And we, thought, that we were brand new
But, we were wrong

The man, came walking right through with a gun.
He had nobody to blast
And then, there wasn't any end, to the song

And we all died, with that single shot of the tongue
And we all lied
In the, blood that spilled, from our lungs
We were dead, from that single bullet from the gun

We were gone
And there was nothing, nothing could be done
We were, coming last
And we, didn't shine through
We, we', died a nasty death
And it was one perfect, that came through

We were wrong, and we laying there in the gutter
Feeling we were gone
No one could save us

And then you laying there, hearing the ambulance come too
You think your conscious, but your just, zoning out, too

Load you up, send you through
You know your gone
And the reaper comes on through