A Rousing Game of Chance and Thievery

Lazy red eyed beauties
Empty heads with hollow cheeks
Somewhere west of yesterday
Empty pockets, one more - one more

Fatherless and empty souled
White shoed dancers / beggar kings
Them with yellow teeth and fading memories
On streets of shiny polished tin

Winners losers in between
Timeless place of light
Darkness hiding in the alleys
Beneath her nails, one more - one more

M. Monroe / Coal miners daughter
Silver slippers shining
Jesters in periphery
Dance a spinning twirling jig

Round and round, Red 34
21 to ride
While in that land where children cry
God remains that lonely pooh-bear