Just for effect the angel of death asks you to confess your dreams I'm prepared to bet you wouldn't expect or even know what they mean They'll burn in the fire all your desires when you emerge you will be clean So you contrive all the time you're alive to effect that you know what it means You know what it means you effect that you know what it means Is there good is there bad or are you just mad do you have a card to redeem You smile and you joke at desire you poke is there anyone left now to dream The gambler bets the old men forget and nobody knows what it means Is there good or bad or are you just mad do you have a card to redeem At your funeral dirge you'll be free to expurge that it really didn't mean a thing The gambler bets the old men forget and nobody knows what it means