Casino Run

Take it slow, with a pocket full of quarters

 With a hand like that, he’s gonna win it all

 In the approach, locking eyes with the dealer

 Showing his teeth, he plays the old rules

 Oh and in the end, there’s not really an end

 Oh and when it falls, it isn’t worth it all

 Hey man, you can’t go over 21

 Hey kid, I’ve got the most you know I’ve won, I’m done

 Other players start to gather round

 Big anger always draws a crowd

 Then it got loud

 He flipped the table and grabbed the dealer by his tie

 He looked behind him and said, Now people am I right? 

 They nodded and they sighed, nobody likes to lose

 He said, We’re right (yeah), now we make the rules (now we make the rules)

 It smells like vanilla with cigarettes and rum

 Holding cards and cash between his finger and his thumb

 Do it, do it, do it, do it, you get what you want

 Killer, killer, be a killer, you come out on top

 He’s running the table

 The world can wait

 The cooler’s watching over,

 Is that all there is? 

 Oh and in the end, there’s not really an end

 Oh and when it falls, it isn’t worth it all

 Oh and in the end (he’s running the table), there’s not really an end (the

world can wait)

 Oh and when it falls (he’s running the table) it isn’t worth it all