Dice behind your shades Roll the dice behind your shades Everybody's trying to make you feel stupid And you know they're lyin' 'Cause their lips are moving
She's got a roof that don't leak When the rain's pouring down She's got a place I can sleep Where I'm safe and sound She's got a lock on her door But
Women think I'm tasty, but they're always tryin' to waste me And make me burn the candle right down But baby, baby, I don't need no jewels in my crown
En su automovil resplandeciente De Villanueva para el molino Va el general y regresa siempre Con esa viuda muy resentido Y alla en Codas a mi me dijeron
It's out of my hands, making all hands meet Stumble as it's crumbling out of reach It's in the cards of destiny Your sanity in tow Designate my luck Resignate
(4:20) Written by David Crosby & Craig Doerge, Published by Stay Straight Music, Fair Star Music (c) 1987. Recorded March 24th, 1988. Well it's nighttime
Intro. (Bass + Electric Guitar and Organ) Well, it's night time and the long cars Were arriving at the door The general is having another party There'
Martin, can you not see the blue's around you, their comin' up fast, their behind you and with all these blues around you, you canott win you've got
I'm tryin' to hear some of that Mobb Make it sound like a gorilla tryin' to get up out the trunk (Yeah, well let's get this crackin' then) Super duper
I am the dice man And I take a chance, huh Do you take a chance, huh? Where you two going? Where you two going? Is this a branch on the tree of showbusiness
No time, like now, Straight down Mountainside, They went, they tried Overload, 2 down, I know Bright green light, I seen, full flight No shoes, No shirt
(Dice) Juz' call me first born, you're my first love, You're my 1st kiss from up above. And I don't care if you don't give love back Coz' n my heart is
Well general Taylor gained the day Walk him along, John, carry him along Well general Taylor he gained the day Carry him to his bury'n ground Tell me
There it is again, the thought that tells me I'm not thinking about a thing. I'm trying to find the meaning. We loose the purpose that made it, Then fuck
The stars up above that play with laughing sam's dice They make us feel the world was made for us The zodiac glass that bleams come through the skies
I'm a charger that charges through the night Like an orange bolt of lightning passing everything in sight I'm the best pal that you boys ever had I'm
Sittin in the project tryin to get my game on Fuck these hoes they just ding-dongs Mama need shoes The baby need milk so I got to get strapped with a
People are always saying how do you do, to you And they don't know what's on your mind You'll get fat running on the beaten track 'Cause dice can change