Текст песни Death Valley High - Beck , Orville Peck

Those devils drink a one cold 45
Take a walk and a cruise to spend the night
Looks like you got a question in your eyes
You and some, and some, baby, who's got the time?
That's right

Sin City lights
Spin the wheel around and roll the dice
Death Valley high
Gonna let it run like the devil's son tonight

See a grown man, ruby red, I'll get high
I bet my life on snake eyes I don't mind
Cigarettes burn on my black Levies
Vegas gonna put my name at the lights tonight

Sin City lights
Spin the wheel around and roll the dice
Death Valley high
Won't let it run like the devil's son tonight

See the zombies in a two-way mirror
Branch manager hanging from a chandelier
Got my Blackjack coup they came in to see like a NASCAR uncle on a jumbo screen
Chain-smoke here 'bout 4 a.m. wearing Oakley blades on a velvet waterbed
Alligator wings, and attaché case
Cruisin' down the strip to a lonely place throwing ninja stars at a birthday balloon
Drinking whiskey at the Peppermill on a Monday afternoon

Sin City lights
Spin the wheel around and roll the dice
Death Valley high
Gonna let it run like the devil's son tonight