Songtexte Blame it on the Dice: A Liar's Bar Song (feat. Nathan Hall & Éloïse Desserprit) - Random Encounters
Hey
greenhorn,
no
need
for
a
gigantic
panic
Let's
brush
up
on
the
rules
and
run
over
mechanics
We'll
teach
you
the
main
bits
and
how
you
should
use
'em
While
breaching
the
basics,
so
try
not
to
confuse
'em
Rule
1!
Roll
the
dice,
keep
'em
under
your
cup
Rule
2!
Take
a
peek,
start
to
add
'em
up
Rule
3!
Place
a
bet
on
the
faces
in
total
Rule
4!
You
wanna
wager
on
whichever
is
modal
Rule
5!
Raise
the
bet,
gamble
ampler
instances
Rule
6!
Change
their
faces,
if
you
doubt
their
existences
Rule
7!
Call
a
bluff,
if
you
think
something
stinks
Rule
8!
If
you're
wrong,
you'll
be
taking
the
drink
Take
the
heat
off,
and
put
your
poker
face
on
You
wanna
play
with
the
pros?
You'll
need
a
credible
con
Odds
are
16
percent
for
one
face
or
another
All
that's
odd
here
is
you
Don't
be
irrational
brother
You
throw
around
stats,
instead
of
throwing
the
dice
All
your
maths
and
your
graphs,
do
you
want
some
advice?
You've
been
running
your
mouth,
and
talking
over
your
gut
You
wanna
make
the
right
call?
Keep
your
mouth
shut
Two
4s
Three
3s
Three
5s
Four
4s
Four
5s
Five
4s
Six
4s
Seven
5s
Eight
5s
Rip
Toar,
he
was
honestly
trying
I'd
speak
ill
of
the
dead,
but
he's
kinda
still
dying
The
bull's
bit
the
bullet,
but
you're
both
in
my
sight
I'm
debatably
bait,
but
be
careful
I
bite
My
feminine
weapon's
disruptive
distractions
You
read
all
the
books,
while
I
read
your
reactions
Uh,
your
read
is
all
wrong,
if
you
think
I'm
unable,
babe
To
hoodwink
you
blind,
and
drink
you
under
the
table
I'm
inside
your
head,
and
right
under
your
nose
I
play
pretty
dirty
for
a
wolf
in
sheeps
clothes
You're
betting
I'm
bluffing,
that
I've
nothing
to
see
Well,
ya'll
should
call
an
ambulance
But
babe,
not
for
me!
Three
3s
Four
4s
Four
5s
Five
3s
Let's
liven
the
game
up
with
a
bit
of
a
twist
It's
more
fun
taking
shots
with
a
risk
you
could
miss
Two
bottles
of
poison,
plus
a
pair
that
are
potable
Beware
if
you
err,
because
the
difference
is
notable
It's
icing
on
the
cake,
now
that
cupcake's
on
ice
She
tried
to
make
a
big
play,
and
got
played
by
the
dice
Why,
she
was
drop-dead
gorgeous,
'till
she
simply
dropped
dead
It's
easy
bettin'
on
black,
until
you're
seeing
the
red
One
4
Two
4s
Three
4s
Five
4s
Six
4s
Seven
4s
Eight
4s
Nine
4s
Ten
4s
Eleven
4s
Twelve
4s...?
Thirteen
4s
You're
feinting
to
win,
or
you're
fading
to
black
You
gotta
roll
with
the
punches,
or
be
stabbed
in
the
back
It
ain't
sin
city,
but
there's
certainly
sin
And
the
ones
playing
dumb,
are
the
smart
bet
to
win
You
can
lie
to
my
face,
but
I'll
see
what's
beneath
Then
you'll
be
lying
in
a
pine
box,
for
lying
through
your
teeth
My
rivals'
survival's
an
outcome
I
encumber
I'm
not
new
to
the
noose,
but
I'm
numb
to
the
numbers
Two
3s
Three
4s
Four
3s
Five
4s
Six
3s
Six
4s
Seven
4s
I
could
call
it
a
draw,
but
I
don't
think
I
will
There's
still
so
much
to
drink,
and
some
blood
left
to
spill
It
would
even
the
odds
to
say
the
odds
are
on
even
Even
so,
we
both
know
the
odds
are
low
you'll
be
leaving
See,
you
couldn't
tell
a
fraction
from
a
freaking
factorial!
Come
back,
and
come
at
me
once
you've
mastered
the
tutorial
Hey,
blame
it
on
the
dice,
or
the
way
that
they
land
But,
buddy,
blood
is
the
price
that
the
house
now
demands
One
2
Two
2s
Three
2s
Three
3s
Three
5s
Four
5s
Five
5s
Six
5s
Seven
5s
Eight
5s

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