Gotta tell you a story
On a cold winters night
You’ll be sailing for glory
Before you know what is right
 [bad word] over here now
I got a vision for you
It’s my personal snake oil
It’s just something I do
I’m the jester with no tears
And I’m playing on your fears
I’m a trickster smiling underneath this mask of love and death
The eternal lie I’ve told
About the pyramids of gold
Ive got you hung down, every turn, your money’s left to burn
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

You’ll be wanting a contract
You’ll be waiting a while
I'd like to give you my contact
But that isn’t my style
Well you only get one chance
And it’s too good to miss
If I didn’t lie to you
Then I wouldn’t exist
Free lust and envied pride
Is the same old same old way
The smoke and mirrors visions that you see
Are just like me
I’m a clever bankers face
With just a letter out of place
I know someone just like you know someone just like me

How the world [bad word] and play
How the world will step this way
Take a ticket for the ride
How the world of streets of gold
See the ship is almost sold
You’ve got one last chance to try

(solo)

So gone is the glory
And gone is the gold
Well if you need a story
 [bad word]  it has to be told
Well you could say I’m a devil
And I wouldn’t say no
But out here on the dark side
Hey, on with the show
So now my tale is told
Big and bad and twice as bold
This ship of fools is sinking as cracks begin to grow
There is no easy way
For an honest man to die
Which is something you should think of
As my lifeboat sails away

How the world [bad word] and play
How the world will step this way
Take a ticket for the ride
How the world of streets of gold
See the ship is almost sold
You’ve got one last chance to try

How the world [bad word] and play
How the world will step this way
Take a ticket for the ride
How the world of streets of gold
See the ship is almost sold
You’ve got one last chance to try.