Roll The Dice

Liza was a lesbian who lived in the Bronx

She used to make me dinner when the winters were long

Liza packed a pistol and a train to St. John

Along Lincoln Continental took a boat near and far

We used to count stars while Mary tended bar

Liza's long term lover Mary buried her last broad

Stuck her twice quick with an ice pick

Workin' on the night shift then took flight, in light so bright it

Hurt her eyes so she cursed the skies

Gripping her purse tight bursting through the night

With her hands washed clean off the murder scene

She moved to New York City, hung with hookers and fiends

Then one night she met Liza in the bar that she worked

Serving appetizers in a buttoned down shirt

They got along together liked high heels and short skirts

So Mary packed her bags and she became Liza's bird

Then I saw less 'n' less of Liza and the last that I heard of her

Mary murdered her

Roll the dice, every soul's gotta price

For a fiend while your teen do things you won't believe

And kids in poverty pull tricks and robberies

So do what you gotta do to get off the streets

Jesse moved to Hollywood to take his great chance

With a dream in his heart and a blade in his pants

Jesse waited tables in the fancy place at Robinson

When David Harses's daughter strutted in and spotted him

She said, ''Hey, little Cutie, you're a beauty follow me?

And took him to all the best parties in the city

Introduced to the new producers on the scene

He did all he could to get his face on the screen

Jesse learned how to slouch with his ass on the casting couch

And took it like a champ when they passed him around

He read script after script and sucked a whole lotta dick

But the only films that Jesse ever made were Jacko flicks

So one night he took the blade that he got from his pops

Dragged it across his throat and left a note in the mailbox

Roll the dice, every soul's gotta price

For a fiend while your teen do things you won't believe

And kids in poverty pull tricks and robberies

So do what you gotta do to get off the streets

Roll the dice, every soul's gotta price

For a fiend while your teen do things you won't believe

And kids in poverty pull tricks and robberies

So do what you gotta do to get something to eat

Heidi wore a nighty when she worked on the Ave

And shiny black stilettos and a red leather bag

Heidi took the dough up front and went south

She would pick your pocket with your dick in her mouth

After she left the trick broke she'd hit him up for a smoke

Then count her loot and go shoot some coke

She was cute as a button, sweeter than a muffin

But Heidi slit your throat if you didn't pay her for her lovin'

Me and Heidi first met on Vine and Sunset

She was pourin' sweat out the corvette

She looked at me and cringed said, ?Hey, you over there

If you've got the syringe follow me and I'll share?

We went back to my room and used my harpoon

Noddin' off on the couch watchin' cartoons

And when the sun went down she said, ?I'll see ya around?

The last I heard of Heidi she had moved outta town

Keepin' the place tidy for some high payin' fool

One night she thought she was a fish and drowned in the pool

Roll the dice, every soul's gotta price

For a fiend while your teen do things you won't believe

And kids in poverty pull tricks and robberies

So do what you gotta do to get something to eat

Roll the dice, every soul's gotta price

For a fiend while your teen do things you won't believe

And kids in poverty pull tricks and robberies

So do what you gotta do to get something to eat