High Roller

High Roller plays for keeps High Roller out of his league High Roller's losing grands High Roller holds the dead man's hand Feel them breathing down your neck Your lights have changed from green to red Out to lunch you start to sweat What will you say? Whatever next? Can't stop the clock and turn back time You wanna run, but where could you hide? High Roller's out of luck High Roller's lost his touch High Roller it's hit the fan High Roller holds the dead man's hand Such a rush You placed your bets The hand you played, you now regret You owe them G's they won't forget What will you do? Whatever next? Can't call the cops or rob a bank You have till dusk to pay your debt High Roller's time has struck High Roller cough it up High Roller meets his end High Roller holds the dead man's hand High Roller played for keeps High Roller was of his league High Roller's lost his grands High Roller held the dead man's hand