Portchester Blues

Dictator's spell is a familiar smell
He hands you a joint, says, let's get to the point
Roll those old roll dice, you say, what are we betting
Better take my advice, there's no fun in telling

So toss those old dice, no matter the roll
Take my advice, it's good for the soul
Toss those old dice, no matter the roll
Take my advice, it's good for the soul

I'm giving you a chance to make everyone dance
When you're drowning in laughter, you'll see what I'm after
We'll ramble and gamble with no end in sight
We're in for a night of snowballs and fistfights

So toss those old dice, no matter the roll
Take my advice, it's good for the soul
Toss those old dice, no matter the roll
Take my advice, it's good for the soul

The dictator's gone in the sunlight that follows
He left us a song to sum up our wallows
The dictator's gone in the sunlight that follows
He left us a song to sum up our wallows

So toss those old dice, no matter the roll
Take my advice, it's good for the soul
Toss those old dice, no matter the roll
Take my advice, it's good for the soul

So toss those old dice, no matter the roll
Take my advice, it's good for the soul
Toss those old dice, no matter the roll
Take my advice, it's good for the soul
Toss those old dice, there's no way you can lose
You'll just end up with the Portchester Blues
Toss those old dice, there's no way you can lose
You'll just end up with the Portchester Blues