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Talking board misunderstood What looked good on paper even looked better on wood A card game way out of control Divining what's to be by tempting fortune with the soul The table tilts, the lights go dim And then the fun begins We stay up late and it's all great The Parker Brothers' sin can't be undone Designed by Satan It's all in fun Designed by Satan John Edwards is much to blame The Renaissance is all but Fair, they all bring on the same When will the dirtbags ever learn? For every Slayer melody, a thousand more will burn A thousand miles below the floor Where screams cannot be heard And those that don't believe, don't care Don't recognize the word until he's won Let's review the rules of the game Innocent flirtation can lead to eternal flames Why chance it? Why pick up the deck? When Chutes N Ladders kicks much ass and won't send you to heck Aus Songtexte Mania