Mobscene Lyrics

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I got shot off my horse
So what? I'm up again
And playing
In one of these
Big saloons on main
You can come up here
Take a look
Around these sinners' dens
You're only ever going to find
One or two real games
Nobody's driving
Me underground
Not yet anyway
But either on the strip
Or on the edge of town
Everybody pays
Everybody pays to play

Yeah, you ought to stay
Right where you are
In sawdust land
It's probably the
Safest place to be
With your
Greasy little pork pies
And your shoestring hands
It makes
No difference to me
All those directions
Which we never took
To go our different ways
Who went and wrote
The oldest story in the book?
Everybody pays
Everybody pays to play

Curl up inside
A boxcar dream
And disappear
With a couple
Low roller friends
You were never one
For trouble
So get out of here
I knew the game
Was dangerous back then
But nobody's breezing
Through these swinging doors
Just ups and walks away
Everybody has to leave
Some blood here on the floor
Everybody pays
Everybody pays to play

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I got shot off my horse  
So what? I'm up again  
And playing  
In one of these  
Big saloons on main  
You can come up here  
Take a look  
Around these sinners' dens  
You're only ever going to find  
One or two real games  
Nobody's driving  
Me underground  
Not yet anyway  
But either on the strip  
Or on the edge of town  
Everybody pays  
Everybody pays to play  
  
Yeah, you ought to stay  
Right where you are  
In sawdust land  
It's probably the  
Safest place to be  
With your  
Greasy little pork pies  
And your shoestring hands  
It makes  
No difference to me  
All those directions  
Which we never took  
To go our different ways  
Who went and wrote  
The oldest story in the book?  
Everybody pays  
Everybody pays to play  
  
Curl up inside  
A boxcar dream  
And disappear  
With a couple  
Low roller friends  
You were never one  
For trouble  
So get out of here  
I knew the game  
Was dangerous back then  
But nobody's breezing  
Through these swinging doors  
Just ups and walks away  
Everybody has to leave  
Some blood here on the floor  
Everybody pays  
Everybody pays to play

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