Bowed But Not Broken

	When will you tire of those crap-game casinos?
	You’ve played every dice game, from vegas to reno
	But you can’t fight this compulsion
	Keep believing your luck’s in,
	But it’s gone in a tailspin
	Cold monday morning on the edge of the city
	You hail down a ride to atlantic city
	But the man wants paid back,
	They’ll put a bullet in your back
	Make you face look like road map
	Bowed not broken
	The shark’s not joking
	You keep hoping
	The system can be beat
	A cold afternoon in a town full of losers
	A slot-machine heaven, full of red-eyed juicers
	But the man wants paid off
	Before he starts all the rough stuff
	They’ve taken the gloves off
	When will you tire of those crap-game casinos?
	You’ve played every dice game, from vegas to reno
	Stake it all on that one throw
	Then you run out of the back door,
	On the run once more.

	When will you tire of those crapgame casinos?
	You' ve played every dice game, from vegas to reno
	But you can' t fight this compulsion
	Keep believing your luck' s in,
	But it' s gone in a tailspin
	Cold monday morning on the edge of the city
	You hail down a ride to atlantic city
	But the man wants paid back,
	They' ll put a bullet in your back
	Make you face look like road map
	Bowed not broken
	The shark' s not joking
	You keep hoping
	The system can be beat
	A cold afternoon in a town full of losers
	A slotmachine heaven, full of redeyed juicers
	But the man wants paid off
	Before he starts all the rough stuff
	They' ve taken the gloves off
	When will you tire of those crapgame casinos?
	You' ve played every dice game, from vegas to reno
	Stake it all on that one throw
	Then you run out of the back door,
	On the run once more.