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The war on magic got the behind the blindly enlisted They let their hands on me, spoke in tongues 'cause I insisted The bottom dropped out and no one else here but me could fix it I cast a dark hash on the line and I landed all the sixes How 'bout it? How 'bout it? The thrill of my victory shoulda made me more suspicious And they kept that fare hung in front of my face, never looked so delicious All my better angels will no longer speak my name And the other wolves stand beside, all sure to do the same How 'bout it? How 'bout it? How 'bout it? How 'bout it? Now I'm outta luck and making promises I know that I can't keep And the chicken skin head to the ATM, they won't get the best of me I have four, five, six, take the money, gotta go, got another important place to be I took a brick to the back of the head, they said, "Welcome to Vegas, baby" How 'bout it? How 'bout it? How 'bout it? Letras de cancionesHow 'bout it? How 'bout it? How 'bout it? How 'bout it? How 'bout it? From Letras Mania