The Band - 4% Pantomime (RIP Garth Hudson) [View all]
Lyrics below video.
The management said they were sorry
For the inconvenience you are suffering
And Mr. booking agent, please have mercy
Don't book the jobs so far apart
We went up to Griffith Park
With a fifth of Johnny Walker Red
And smashed it on a rock and wept
While the old couple looked on into the dark
Oh-oh, Richard
Tell me if it's poker
Oh-oh, Richard
Tell me, who's got the joker, is it poker
Deuces wild, like an only child
I'll see what you got, how much is in the pot
You pay the tips, I'll collect the chips
It's a full house tonight, everybody in town is a loser
Yeah, you bet
The dealer's been dealing me bad hands
From the bottom of the deck, without the slightest blush
And I don't know whether to call or check
But right now I feel like I got a royal flush
And my lady didn't show from 'Frisco
But we had to go on with the show, everybody got stoned
It was a gas, it was a smash
Everybody got wrecked, checked
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh, Belfast cowboy
Lay your cards on the grade
Oh, Belfast cowboy
Can you call a spade a spade?
Oh, Richard
Tell me (tell me), tell me is the game poker
I can't understand who the fool is that holds this joker
Is it poker?
Ooh, Belfast cowboy
Lay your cards down on the table
Ooh-ooh, Belfast cowboy
Do you think you're able
Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na
Oh, Belfast cowboy
Lay your cards on the grade
Oh, Belfast cowboy
Did you know, did we get it made?