
Well, you
can stake that claim
--
Good work
is the key to good fortune
Winners
take that praise
Losers
seldom take that blame
If they
don't take that game
And
sometimes the winner takes
nothing
We draw
our own designs
But
fortune has to make that frame
We go
out in the world and take
our chances
Fate is
just the weight of circumstances
That's
the way that lady luck dances
Roll the
bones
Why
are we here?
Because
we're here
Roll the
bones
Why does
it happen?
Because
it happens
Roll the
bones
Faith
is cold as ice --
Why are
little ones born only to
suffer
For the
want of immunity
Or a bowl
of rice?
Well, who
would hold a price
On the
heads of the innocent children
If
there's some immortal power
To
control the dice?
We
come in to the world and take
our chances
Fate is
just the weight of circumstances
That's
the way that lady luck dances
Roll the
bones
Jack,
relax.
Get busy
with the facts.
No
zodiacs or almanacs,
No
maniacs in polyester slacks.
Just the
facts.
Gonna
kick some gluteus max.
It's a
paralax, you dig?
You move
around
The small
gets big. It's a rig
It's
action -- reaction
Random
interaction.
So who's
afraid
Of little
abstraction
Can't get
no satisfaction
>From
the facts?
You'd
better run, homeboy
A fact's
a fact
>From
Nome to Rome, boy.
What's
the deal? Spin the wheel.
If the
dice are hot -- take a shot.
Play your
cards. Show us what you
got --
What
you're holding.
If the
cards are cold
Don't go
folding.
Lady Luck
is golden;
She
favors the bold. That's cold
Stop
throwing stones --
The night
has a thousand saxaphones.
So get
out there and rock,
And roll
the bones.
Get busy!