[Verse 1] A whiskey bottle sits up on the table Stranded by the curling of another's heart I feel a feeling, can't stray on this fortune My heavy sweat and voice is for the right card [Chorus] The unexpected, it will come to haunt you Like a breath of darkness riding in the wind And it will drag you to the bowels of evil Where the wild ones cursed and died again A dead man's hand, a dead man's face Hold them once and you may never escape A dead man's hand, a dead man's face Everybody feels he aces in spades [Verse 2] A loaded gun hiding underneath the table Ready for the trigger in case you might go down You'll either come out standing like a winner Or lying in a pine box six feet underground [Chorus] A dead man's hand, a dead man's face Hold them once and you may never escape A dead man's hand, a dead man's face Everybody feels he aces in spades [Bridge] Now meet the club, the patched-in crew That deals the hand that's gonna bury you: Devon, the Sergeant-at-Arms, lays down the law. The President, Bully Ray, calls the final draw. Mr. Anderson, the Vice-President, second in command. D.O.C., patched in, hammer in hand. Knux, Taz, and Bischoff, soldiers in the fight. Wes Brisco, D'Lo Brown, bringing the night. Tito Ortiz, the muscle, a different kind of threat. You're staring down the barrel of the Aces & Eights! [Guitar Solo] [Refrain - Chant] Aces and eights... aces and eights... The dead man's weight... aces and eights... Aces and eights... aces and eights... Fate on the plate... aces and eights... [Chorus] A dead man's hand, a dead man's face Hold them once and you may never escape A dead man's hand, a dead man's face Everybody feels he aces in spades With a dead man's hand, a dead man's face With a dead man's hand, a dead man's face [Outro] You gonna flip that last card, boy?
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