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Run On Luck (2006 Digital Remaster) - Judie Tzuke
I can see the striplights shining all through the town
Those loving is the old jokes
Looking you up and you down
Somebody's son using his old mother's pearls
Breaking the hearts of all of the girls
Hiding his hand from the man on his right
He knows that if he wins
Gonna catch him outside
Old man playing his hand
Hoping to win the next deal
His pockets are empty
But he's looking to steal
Like that a ripars behind golden bars
They mean to win so you'd better move fast
Shouting at the moon and crying at the sun
Twenty four hours in the sights of a gun
Our lives don't mean much
If this is all the pleasure that we've got
We work all day just to earn a buck and then
We stuff it in a machine and we run on luck
Our lives don't mean much
We turn around what have we got
A playground in the dessert 'cause we like it hot
Where we take each others money and we run on luck
I can hear a siren wailing down in the street
It doesn't come to anything it's just another disease
Watching the dice from out of the cuff
There in your eyes you're running on luck
One dead trick can take it away
You make the price and you have to pay
Our lives don't mean much
If this is all the pleasure that we've got
We work all day just to earn a buck and then
We stuff it in a machine and we run on luck
Our lives don't mean much
We turn around what have we got
A playground in the dessert 'cause we like it hot
Where we take each others money and we run on luck
Our lives don't mean much
If this is all the pleasure that we've got
We work all day just to earn a buck and then
We stuff it in a machine and we run on luck
