Snake Eyes - Fatso

He walks in like he’s a big shot

On a Friday afternoon

Not so well dressed, but a gentleman nonetheless

He’s gonna' win, that’s what he came in here to do

Everyone feels the player’s presence

Slowly he starts to stir a crowed

The eye in the sky don’t take him out of his sight

Because the only way to possibly beat the house is with that look in your eyes

He buys a stack of chips of very high denomination

Not so much, but a fortune to loose in this situation

He grabs the dice, doesn’t blink, think twice or pray to Christ, because you

Can’t ever loose when your gut feels so nice

So he looks across the felt, and he can finally read them dice

You’ve got your Snake Eyes, yeah that’s right!

You’ve got your Snake Eyes baby!

Oh that’s what you’ve got is Snake Eyes

You lose, go away, come back some other day, maybe when you can pay

Now there is this other dude that’s been sittin' here since Tuesday

He looks like crap, ever since Wednesday

But if you look him in the eyes, you can tell that there still lies

A hint of hope, that warm sensation that any moment he’s gonna' hit the prize

So fidgets with a coin, a crum in a once obese full pale

The last chance in his hands to be brought out hoisted up in arms like a fairy

tale

He slips the token and pulls that lever with no fear, because you

Can’t ever loose when you work with such endeavor

So he looks at the Monter’s Eyes, and he’s ready for it to tell him

You’ve got your Snake Eyes, yeah that’s right!

You’ve got your Snake Eyes baby!

Oh that’s what you’ve got is Snake Eyes

You lose, go away, come back some other day, maybe when you can pay

Oh that’s what you’ve got is your Snake Eyes, you lose…

Oh you better come back some other day baby

Snake Eyes yeah, Snake Eyes.

What do you think man?