Picture an ad hoc band of roaming Indians
With gambling schemes, like "Mah Jong Surprise."
Somebody calls them, who governs badly, guy
With Androstenedione thighs.
Sell-out with power, he glad-hands the scheme:
Towering over your heads--
Urban casino of gigantic size;
He's their pawn.

Croupiers, this guy wants to buy 'em. (3x)

In front of Vegas casinos are fountains,
And in the back rooms sit the harsh money guys.
They are the ones who have got the real power;
The Indians are fronts for their buys.

Newspapers blast the gov as Vegas whore--
Yet more signs of pay-to-play.
Slime is a hack, tête-a-têtes with these crowds,
He's their pawn.

Croupiers, this guy wants to buy 'em. (3x)

Picture yourself in a "sovereign nation,"
With gambling apportioned and Mafia ties.
We may yet get this from the termination
Who twirls Californiacized lies.

Croupiers, this guy wants to buy 'em. . . .