Busload Of Hope

Oh sinners and prayers on a ginnie Gamblers trying to smooth their raw deals Kiss their kids for the weekend And here they come t'spin the wheel Moustache-lipstick Frannie She'll be suckin on the free drinks and chump Goin through 20's like water But she don't feel a thing when she's drunk They're on a, Bus load of hope Yeah, Swingin on a star from a hangman's rope It's a busload of hope Give me luck, Give me the dope Yeah, shakin hands with one armed bandits Winkin back at one eyed Jacks Suicide-king's got a reason, Oh baby just to hear the lack Hit me! *Guitar solo* It's a busload of hope Yeah (hope) Swingin on a star from a hangman's rope It's a busload of hope Give me luck, Give me the dope Yeah, shattered little American daydreams Afternoon morning in bed Swallowed the hook-line-n'sinker Workin ain't easy bread Slippin on that second mortgage Livin on credit and debt Oh thank heaven for chapter 11 Or should you make just one more bet? Get on a, bus load of hope Sure you're gonna clean up, with hot water and soap Busload of hope yall You got the dream, and just enough rope Yeah, yeah Get on the bus *Guitar fade-out*

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