Give us your dreamers, your harlots and your sins
Laaaaaaaaas Vegas…Didn’t nobody tell you the house will always win?
You woke up in the rusted frame, Burned out old Deville
Your legs are shot and they’re flushed with pain, But you can’t keep them still
The sun sets and you’re afraid, Of the itching in your skin
You stumble down the boulevard, Of neon encrusted temples
You’re looking for the grace of God, In the arms of a fellow stranger
Disciples hand you catalogues of concubines, As you stumble down the boulevard crying "Hosanna"
Welcome to fabulous, Welcome to fabulous, Las Vegas
Give us your dreamers, your harlots and your sins, Las Vegas
Didn’t nobody tell you the house will always win?
Cameras on the ceiling tile no place for you to hide
It’s a hundred seven and you’re looking for shade, That no palm tree can provide…
Sunsets and neon lights, Call girls and neon lights
Black jack and lady luck, Cocaine and lady luck
You call upon her on holy knees tonight, In Las Vegas
Give us your dreamers, your harlots and your sins, Las Vegas
Didn’t nobody tell you? Didn’t nobody tell you?
Didn’t nobody tell you the house will always win?
[I love Brandon Flowers]
All members of our group are alive and accounted for, which is really the most important only thing I can offer up right now. More thorough recap (pending memory recovery) soon.
YES
FUN!!! Glad everyone made it back in one piece 🙂
Vegas Baby, Yah! I love getting away to Vegas. It’s one of those places where you can let loose and not feel bad about it.
I have to say I really love your blog. You seem like (or ARE) a very fun and inspiring person. Thanks for all the delish eats.
thanks juliette!
Omg, I LOVE Brandon FLowers. I love his music, and I think he’s fantastically sexy…..
hes so damn hot!