He walks in like he's a big shot
On a Friday afternoon
Not so well dressed, but a gentleman nonetheless
He's gonna' win, that's what he came in here to do
Everyone feels the player's presence
Slowly he starts to stir a crowed
The eye in the sky don't take him out of his sight
Because the only way to possibly beat the house is with that look in your eyes
He buys a stack of chips of very high denomination
Not so much, but a fortune to loose in this situation
He grabs the dice, doesn't blink, think twice or pray to Christ, because you
Can't ever loose when your gut feels so nice
So he looks across the felt, and he can finally read them dice
You've got your Snake Eyes, yeah that's right!
You've got your Snake Eyes baby!
Oh that's what you've got is Snake Eyes
You lose, go away, come back some other day, maybe when you can pay
Now there is this other dude that's been sittin' here since Tuesday
He looks like crap, ever since Wednesday
But if you look him in the eyes, you can tell that there still lies
A hint of hope, that warm sensation that any moment he's gonna' hit the prize
So fidgets with a coin, a crum in a once obese full pale
The last chance in his hands to be brought out hoisted up in arms like a fairy tale
He slips the token and pulls that lever with no fear, because you
Can't ever loose when you work with such endeavor
So he looks at the Monter's Eyes, and he's ready for it to tell him
You've got your Snake Eyes, yeah that's right!
You've got your Snake Eyes baby!
Oh that's what you've got is Snake Eyes
You lose, go away, come back some other day, maybe when you can pay
Oh that's what you've got is your Snake Eyes, you lose...
Oh you better come back some other day baby
Snake Eyes yeah, Snake Eyes.
What do you think man?