Issue No 144 Jokers Lyrics


Jokers by Issue No. 144

Smashing stuff in wonderland
What makes you whole, I need to roam
Visions of the way to the far west
What brings the Devil in my soul

Thoughts by, addictive thoughts
Space for crime, not at least for love
Nothing is right for the black jack
Lady of diamonds, take my soul

Oh, the kings will swing
When the end is near
Oh, the JOKERS laugh
Nothing is for real

Oh, the kings will swing
When the end is near
Oh, the JOKERS laugh
Nothing is for real

The ?? of spades
How could I forget the face
He grabbed us with strong hands
And kissed the diamonds in the sand

Blood rushes through my head
A snake touched my ear
The mouth now releases
Lost treasures of despair

Oh, the kings will swing
When the end is near
Oh, the JOKERS laugh
Nothing is for real

Oh, the kings will swing
When the end is near
Oh, the JOKERS laugh
Nothing is for real

Oh, the kings will swing
When the end is near
Oh, the JOKERS laugh
Nothing is for real

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