Kangaroo - Lost Lander

Gold teeth, slight of hand

Steal away to a northern town

There upon a wishing well

A fathers son, a mother’s hell

Those were the cards for me

Those were the cards for me, uh huh

We’ll I learned it fast and I cut it clean

Turned like a cog in a vast machine

And I know those were the cards for me

Those were the cards for me

I had it once, but I lost the trail

I might get better but I won’t get well

Those were the cards for me

Those were the cards for me

I know what’s right

I’ve done my time

I know what’s right

I won’t change my mind

One more chance to match the pieces

You can’t believe the odds I’m up against

One roll of the dice

And I’m up again

One roll of the dice