Bad Ace from Fortune Selector by Other Houses

Bad Ace

Stop singing about the river.
There’s no river around.
But I see you reading tarot with the others in a pauper’s disguise.

And I hope someone
Knows someone.
I gotta lock it up, put out your light and try another, be more assured.

One bad ace threw me out of whack
And nobody will ever, ever know.

I gotta act my age.
The answer isn’t always “yes, no.”
No, I gotta reel it up.
But nobody will ever, ever know.

Stop singing about the sun.
You’re hated by the sun
That leans upon another, needs an owner, needs a salad day.

Stop singing about the river.
There’s no river around.
I gotta lock it up, put out your light and try another, be more assured.

One bad ace threw me out of whack
And nobody will ever, ever know.

I gotta act my age.
The answer isn’t always “yes, no, no.”
No, I gotta reel it up.
But nobody will ever, ever know.

• Folk
• Rock
• power pop
• singer-songwriter
• Hackensack