Playing Cards with Judas in the lounge of our hotel
And I ask while we’re playing if he likes it there in hell
Judas doesn’t answer, he just laughs and plays his hand
Lights another cigarette and turns toward the band
I have no missionary zeal I say
No armies fighting sin
But I’ll keep playing, I’ll keep playing
Until I win
I always loved the blues he says
from behind that grin
I stack and deal them again
Your friends have good intentions,
But they’re a thousand years too late
A few buildings and commandments
Won’t save you from your fate.
I have no missionary zeal I say
I don’t believe in sin
But I’ll keep playing, I’ll keep playing
Until I win
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