Now, when I get paid, I get a look in both my eyes that life's a game. Nothing's changed, I'm a renegade, I wear my best dress to the nines. Now, when I get paid, I get a look in both my eyes that life's a game. Nothing's changed, I'm a renegade, I wear my best dress to the nines. Now, when I get paid, I get a look in both my eyes that life's a game. Now, when I get paid, I get a look in both my eyes that life's a game. Now, when I get paid, I get a look in both my eyes that life's a game. On my way, I'm on my way. It's the same dark place, lamp-shaded, silver made. A man playing in the corner with a hook of sugar-flavoured. The joke of life is to keep playing dice in the promenade. I play it lit hot with smoke from a crystal ball. Jumbo flow keeps raging. On my way, I'm on my way. Take me to the garden district. Take me to the masquerade. Take me to a haunted house. Take me to the garden district. Take me to the masquerade. Take me to a haunted house. Take me to the masquerade.