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lyrics
When payday comes, I'm gonna run,
west away from Boulder City sun.
Jack boots and Sands gonna raise some hell,
been working so hard I've forgot how it felt.
Fremont Street is the one for me,
It's got all the bad things that I need,
16th Block, never gonna stop,
raise 'em up, slam 'em down cut the deck another round.
Ain't gonna listen to any advises,
They could be right sometimes I like to be wrong,
out in the desert this rattlesnake will be biting.
Sucking down the venom of Sin City vices.
Nevada's hole in prohibition law,
telling the tale of how we're gonna fall,
back alley gamble underground clubs we all want more,
rounding it out with a good ole whore.
Ain't gonna listen to advises,
They're all wrong I'm gonna get it right.
Rip the desert up, this rattlesnake will be biting.
Choking down the venom of Sin City vices.
Roll the dice, freeze time,
Gonna let the moonshine fly.
In '32 what else you gonna do?
That damn dam is gonna see me through.
Go to war, build it up a little more,
I can feel the A-Bombs shaking the gambling floor.
Gonna get sucker punched by all of my vices.
After this i'll need some lessons in niceness.
Eyes filled with neon lights blinded.
Champion of Frontier Vices.
credits
released April 14, 2017
All lyrics and music written, arranged and performed by Michael Calder.
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