The Bar was dark and quiet and still

And nothing could be heard

The dust lay undisturbed

At a table near the back, underneath a fan

Two men shared a joke about the normal folk



The cards are on the table

The winner takes it all

The game is nearly over

One man about to fall



Well I don't believe in heaven

I don't believe in hell

I don't believe what I'm seeing

This is no game, can't you tell