yesterday, every monday we got used to playing cards yesterday, every week the same with the black and white one's got wings and ones got a hoof this one lies and he's got thruth i'm OK nowhere to run still on the train up to the sun
chorus: would you get me little honey for my cards 'couse i bet my soul and i hold on to my holy life
everyday everywhere i go, everywhere i am... every day sinc the day i was born, till the day i'll die when i play it's 'couse i'm scared and i live 'couce i'm not dead i'm play when i don't play i so play, i play every Monday
chorus: would you get me little honey for my cards 'couse i bet my soul