You woke up in the rusted frame

Of a burned out old DeVille

Your legs are shot and they're flushed with pain

But you can't keep 'em still The sun sets and you're afraid

Of that itching in your skin

You stumble down the boulevard

Of neon encrusted temple You're looking for the grace of God

In the arms of a fellow stranger

Disciples hand you catalogs 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 sin

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 But there's a little girl you remember back in Tennessee

You have this reoccurring dream

Where you see her playing hide and seek

With a woman who used to know you very well Sunsets in neon lights

Call girls in neon lights

Blackjack 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 sin

Las Vegas, didn't nobody tell you?

Didn't nobody tell you? Didn't nobody tell you?

The house will always win