[Intro] The smoke hung low above the floor. The machines rolled on. By sundown... Georgi was gone. [Verse 1] In the smoke-choked casino, He emerged from the haze. His cap was tilted downward, KENO DUDE ablaze. Behind him came the entourage, Fingers in the lead. Keno Dude was ready To make the keno bleed. Georgi watched from a distance, Just a host doing his job. He'd seen a thousand gamblers, But he'd never seen this mob. [Chorus] By sundown, Georgi was gone. The machines kept playing, But the man moved on. Some say he ran. Some say he knew. Some say he saw What Keno Lab could do. By sundown... Georgi was gone. [Verse 2] Banzai opened up the wound. Something woke from sleep. The Leech attached in silence And began to feed. The peak climbed ever higher. The trailing floor moved on. Keno Dude just whispered, "We're playing keno, all night long." [Bridge] He'd seen the compression. He'd seen the campaign. He'd seen Keno Dude Turn variance into pain. Then someone showed Georgi The Banzai Charge distribution chart. He grabbed his stomach. Those keno jackpots forced him to fart. [Breakdown] He stared upon the strategy. His face went ghostly white. His knees began to tremble In the cold casino light. He whispered... "Jesus Christ." Then Georgi filled his trousers With the entire contents Of his quivering... Spasmodic... Colon. (Pause) Every. Last. Bit. [Silence] [Low Male Voice] Every last bit. [Haunting Twangy Female Voice] He shit his paaaaaaaants... He SHIT his paaaaaants... Ohhhh...... He shit his paants .. [Pedal Steel] [Final Chorus] By sundown, Georgi was gone. The desert wind was howling As the night rolled on. Some men find fortune. Some men find God. Georgi found Keno Lab... Then he was gone. [Post-Chorus] It's been awhile. It's been a year. Nobody knows The depths of Georgi's fear. [Outro] His khakis stained. His spirit broken. His bowels betrayed. By sundown... Georgi was gone. [Haunting Female Voice, Distant] He shit his paaaaaaaants...
