He has finally found his game he has picked the perfect frame He fought, fought hard for a new world Now he's caught, caught up in that new world, new world He's dancing far from the flame Carefree, freezing his fame A fraud, but frauds are never big bores He was bought, money spent well at the big store, that big store Makes him sure of luck and short of pain He's sure of anything but his own heathen name He's short of luck and sure of pain He's sure of anything Anything but his name He washed out all the stains His luck, luck was spilled now there's no more He's stuck, stuck till he's reborn, when he's reborn He'll be sure of luck and short of pain He's sure of anything but his own heathen name He's short of luck and sure of pain He's sure of anything