Welcome To Fabulous Las Vegas

You woke up in the rusted frame of a burned-out old De Ville
Your legs are shot and they’re flushed with pain, but you can’t keep them still
The sun sets and you’re afraid of that itching in your skin
Stumble down the boulevard of neon-encrusted temples
Looking for the grace of God in the arms of a fellow stranger
Disciples hand you catalogues of concubines
As you stumble down the boulevard crying Hosannah

Welcome to fabulous
Welcome to fabulous Las Vegas
Give us your dreamers, your harlots and your sin
Las Vegas
Didn’t nobody tell you the house will always win?

Cameras on the ceiling tile, no place for you to hide
It’s 107 and you’re looking for shade that no palm tree can provide
But there’s a little girl you remember back in Tennessee
You have this reoccurring dream where you see her playing hide and seek
With a woman who used to know you very well

Sunsets and neon lights
Call girls and neon lights
Blackjack and lady luck
Cocaine and lady luck
You call upon her unholy needs tonight
In Las Vegas
Give us your dreamers, your harlots and your sin
Las Vegas
Didn’t nobody tell you
Didn’t nobody tell you
Didn’t nobody tell you the house will always win?