Letra de Playing Cards With Judas

Playing cards with Judas In the lounge of a Hotel And I ask while we're playing If he likes it there in Hell Judas doesn't answer He just laughs and plays his hand, Lights another cigarette and turns toward the band I have no missionary zeal, I say No armies fighting sin But I'll keep playing, I'll keep playing Until I win I always loved the blues, he says, from behind that grin Are you getting used to losing yet, girl? I stack and deal them again All our friends have good intentions, But they're a thousand years too late A few buildings and commandments Won't save you from your fate. I have no missionary zeal, I say, No armies fighting sin But I'll keep playing, I'll keep playing Until I win Ahh... I have no missionary zeal, I say I don't believe in sin But I'll keep playing, I'll keep playing I'll keep playing I'll keep playing I'll keep playing I'll keep playing Until I win...