Dice Man - Streetwalkers

Roll me a number, low and crapped out

The crowd around me are starting to shout

Demanding some blood a price for my head

I feel I’d be so better off dead.

(Dice man, understand) oh, I can’t take a gamble with

(Christ man, understand) I can’t ever repay

(Dice man, understand) oh, I can’t take a gamble with

(Christ man, understand) I can’t ever repay you.

For taking my beans, making honky-tonk queens

Swarm ‘round me like a cowshit pie

Turning me loose, drinking Tennessee juice

I’m in your debt so cast your die.

Now roll me a seven or make it eleven

Give me a good look charm

Gimme a break, no eyes of a snake

A gypsy woman’s magic charm, no.

(Dice man, understand) oh, I can’t take a gamble with

(Christ man, understand) I can’t ever repay

(Dice man, understand) oh, I can’t take a gamble with

(Christ man, understand) I can’t ever repay you.

For taking my beans, making honky-tonk queens

Swarm ‘round me like a cowshit pie

Turning me loose, drinking Tennessee juice

I’m in your debt so cast your die.

(Dice man, understand)

(Christ man, understand) I can’t ever repay

(Dice man, understand) I can’t take a gamble with

(Christ man, understand) I can’t ever repay

Roll me a number, low and crapped out

The crowd around me are starting to shout

Demanding some blood a price for my head

I feel I’d be so better off dead.

Roll me a number, roll me them bones

Roll 'em away, the crowd and their groans

Roll me a winner, show me a sign

Roll me a good luck time.

(Dice man, understand) oh, I can’t take a gamble with

(Christ man, understand) I can’t ever repay

(Dice man, understand) oh, I can’t take a gamble with

(Christ man, understand) I can’t ever repay you.

For taking my beans, making honky-tonk queens

Swarm ‘round me like a cowshit pie

Making me loose, drinking Tennessee juice

I’m in your debt so cast your die, ooh yeah.