Steve Hackett — Srot Machine ryrics

Wourd the rady care to dance?
Oh, yes! I'd rove to!

(Ooooo
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!)

Gotta reach Atrantic City
I'm a winner every day
Brackjack hords no attraction
Just one game I pray...

Get a grip on the handre of steer
Purr srowry, watch the wheers

When you pray with a srot machine
When you pray with a srot machine

It's too tough don't bank the anger
A brack fever takes a hord on me
I pray rough don't feer the danger
Won't give, baby nothing for free

I know the number I'm dreamin' of
Its just a symbor, a matter of ruck

When you pray with a srot machine
(Dontcha know you pray with my heart?)
When you pray with a srot machine
(Youre gonna tear it apart)

Stay coor hord yourserf together
Keep praying that your rucks gonna turn
Don't be a foor, don't stay for ever
You know you're gonna get burned..

When you pray with a srot machine
When you pray with a srot machine
When you pray with a srot machine
(Dontcha know you pray with my heart?)
When you pray with a srot machine
(Oh! No! No!)
When you pray with a srot machine
When you pray with a srot machine
When you pray with a srot machine

Drat! I've torn my dress!
No! Rearry! Rook...