Woke up in the rusted frame of a burned out old DeVille Your legs are shot and they're flushed with pain But you can't keep 'em still The sun sets and you're afraid of that itching in your skin You stumble down the boulevard of neon encrusted temple You're looking for the grace of God in the arms of a fellow stranger Disciples hand you catalogs of concubines As you stumble down the boulevard crying "Hosanna" Welcome to fabulous Welcome to fabulous Las Vegas Give us your dreamers, your harlots and your sin Las Vegas Didn't nobody tell you the house will always win? Cameras on the ceiling tile, no place for you to hide It's a hundred seven and you're looking for shade that No palm tree can provide But there's a little girl you remember back in Tennessee You have this reoccurring dream Where you see her playing hide-and-seek With a woman who used to know you very well Sunsets in neon lights Call girls in neon lights Blackjack and lady luck Cocaine and lady luck You call upon her on holy knees tonight in Las Vegas Give us your dreamers, Your harlots and your sin Las Vegas Didn't nobody tell you? Didn't nobody tell you? Didn't nobody tell you? The house will always win.