Cards from My Challenger by Turbo World

Six, Nine, ...Ace, Three, Two
Excuse me sir the bets to you
Hes a skunk til hes had his run
But here three cards just aint enough

Just when I think hes winning
Just when I think Im thinking
He thought he had the pot in spades
He took a little gamble
But a hand worth fifteen in the bush
Is worth nothing in the bramble

Fifteen two big blinds the nest
Hes got his hands on junk at best
Fifteen four this hands a snore
This bleeder’s not done bleeding yet

Just when I think hes winning
Just when I think Im thinking
He thought he had the pot in spades
He took a little gamble
So long and thanks for all the chips
And this, and this, and this, and this

• Rock
• cloud becomes your hand
• experimental
• indie rock
• prog
• Brooklyn