Lie Dream Of A Casino Soul (another Version) Lyrics - Fall

Well, I didn't eat the weekend 

But I put the weight back on again 

And our kid got back from Munich 

He didn't like it much 

Has a psyche that hadn't been synthesized 

Just like machines 

It's getting like that here now 

It just goes to show 

I got no nerves left Monday morning 

And I think I'll cut my dick off 

The trouble it got me in 

Went home to my slum canyon 

On my way I looked up 

I saw turrets of Victorian wealth 

I saw John the ex-fox 

Sleeping in some outside bogs 

There's a silent rumble 

In the buildings of the night council 

It's a meeting of controllers 

Who drive right through the gates 

In white roll-tops 

And I guess this just goes to show 

The lie dream of the casino soul 

I'm a bit jagged right now 

In a tongue-tired, wired state 

Cause Sunday morning dancing 

I had an awake dream 

I was in the supervision dept. 

Of a bigtown store 

Security floors one to four 

They had cameras in the clothes dummies. 

A man came up to them 

He wanted sex in the dummies eyes 

Then came up the cry: 

"Security, mobilized!" 

Meanwhile in the sticks 

Proles rich, dance in cardboard pants 

And I guess this goes to show 

The lie dream of a casino souls scene