Where The Chips Have No Name
"Where The Chips Have No Name"
I want to run
I want to hide
I want to tear down the walls
That hold me inside
I want to reach out
And touch the flame
Where the chips have no name
I want to feel chips in my hands
I see the chip stacks disappear
Without any plans
I want to take shelter from the poison rain
Where the chips have no name
Where the chips have no name
Where the chips have no name
We're still building
Then burning down stacks
Burning down stacks
And when I go there
I go there with cash
It's all rather rash
The table's aflood
And our chips turn to dust
We're beaten and blown by the LAG
Trampled in lust
I'll show you a place
High on a desert plain
Where the chips have no name
Where the chips have no name
Where the chips have no name
We're still building
Then burning down stacks
Burning down stacks
And when I go there
I go there with cash
It's all rather rash
Our chips turn to dust
We're beaten and blown by the LAG
Blown by the LAG
Oh, and I see chips
See our chips turn to dust
We're beaten and blown by the LAG
Blown by the LAG
Oh, when I go there
I go there with cash
It's all rather rash
I want to run
I want to hide
I want to tear down the walls
That hold me inside
I want to reach out
And touch the flame
Where the chips have no name
I want to feel chips in my hands
I see the chip stacks disappear
Without any plans
I want to take shelter from the poison rain
Where the chips have no name
Where the chips have no name
Where the chips have no name
We're still building
Then burning down stacks
Burning down stacks
And when I go there
I go there with cash
It's all rather rash
The table's aflood
And our chips turn to dust
We're beaten and blown by the LAG
Trampled in lust
I'll show you a place
High on a desert plain
Where the chips have no name
Where the chips have no name
Where the chips have no name
We're still building
Then burning down stacks
Burning down stacks
And when I go there
I go there with cash
It's all rather rash
Our chips turn to dust
We're beaten and blown by the LAG
Blown by the LAG
Oh, and I see chips
See our chips turn to dust
We're beaten and blown by the LAG
Blown by the LAG
Oh, when I go there
I go there with cash
It's all rather rash
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Give someone the keys to the kingdom and he tells you to eat meat! Â