Bingo-master's Breakout Lyrics - Singles - Fall

Two swans in front of his eyes 

Colored balls in front of his eyes 

It's number one for his Kelly's eye 

Treble-six right over his eye 

A big shot's voice in his ears 

Worlds of silence in his ears 

All the numbers account for years 

Checks the cards through eyes of tears 

Bingo-Master's Breakout! 

All he sees is the back of chairs 

In the mirror, a lack of hairs 

A lighted room, checks fill out 

Here the players all shout 

Bingo-Master's Breakout! 

A glass of lager in his hand 

Silver microphone in his hand 

Wasting time in numbers and rhymes 

[One hand drug and faces bright] 

Bingo-Master's Breakout! 

Came the time he flipped his lid 

Came the time he flipped his lid 

Holiday in Spain fell through 

Players put it down to 

Bingo-Master's Breakout 

A hall full of cards left unfilled 

He ended his life with wine and pills 

There's a grave somewhere only partly filled 

A sign in graveyard on a hill reads 

Bingo-Master's Breakout