Nevada

This is what I think Nevada would sound like as a song. Just my opinion. Where people go to get rich quick and lovers go to get hitched with Elvis themed weddings and cheap motel rooms. The smell of stale beer and cigarettes, no clocks to show you the time. Bandit coin stacks saving places, for people lost in financial races Cash and chips the only currency for illusive pots of honey. Built for money, by mob money, the house always wins! Tickets for a theatrical performance by yesterday's stars easy purchase. Eleven P M and no sleep in sight as the city begins to relight. Stag parties and hen nights in dimly lit rooms filled with strippers. early morning new bride regret in stolen bathrobe and slippers. Cash and chips the only currency for illusive pots of honey. Built for money, by mob money, the house always wins! People camped by area 51 hoping to see E.T. Living in trailers they call home as they follow a new conspiracy. In a small town population fourteen Perfection's problem with pests. Pre Cambrian lifeforms invaded soft ground Fifty caliber freely spent rounds. Cash and chips the only currency for illusive pots of honey. Built for money, by mob money, the house always wins! The house always wins! The house always wins!