Casino

The Vasco Era

Compositor: Edward O\'Neil / Michael Fitzgerald / Sidney O\'Neil

But the lonely times don't they suit her skin
All the city mimes but she's standing thin
And behold the nerve written in her face
It's a frozen tide now
All the city swims pain it's the only truth
And she paints her things and the men apporve
And that's all she needs cos the patriots they still call this their town

They told her it's the right way, this time how can they pretend
They told her it's the right way, but my love she is more than this

Oh the lonely times, how they illuminate all the faceless men playing their charades
Oh, but how she sees through their break-neck charm she will not promote fools
In her history books, even in our house hordes of these men sniffing around

They told her it's the right way, this time how can they pretend
They told her it's the right way, but my love she is more than this
She threw a brick at the casino she was so proud when she came home
They're so sure it's the right way but they don't see her eyes

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