(Addictions Service Client)
Just like the call of the wild,
For me it was the call of the machines,
I love the sound they made,
Push the buttons tinkle tinkle tinkle,
They spat the money out,
$200 dollars at a time.
What did I do?
Did I put it in my pocket
and walk away?
Thinking this was my lucky day.
No, greedy me not thinking straight,
Of the things I could do.
Wrapped up in the moment,
I decided to stay,
That machine next to me
Just gone off, and the lucky
bugger left the building,
With a grand in his pocket.
Still not satisfied I continued
To play, in my mind convinced
It was my lucky day.
Time slipped by and not realizing
How late it was,
As I looked down and remembered
What bills I had to pay,
I open my wallet looked inside,
To my despair my wallet was bare.
Hell, what was I going to do?
The cupboards were bare,
Have to go to free lunches and tea, yeah.
That power was meant to be paid, hey who cares,
Got my log burner to keep me warm and cook,
Who needs a TV? Not me.
The landlord might come knocking
At my door, I’ll just lock my house,
Pull the curtains and pretend I’m not there.
Do I have a problem?
Yes I do,
Was all the tinkling and mind blowing worth that?
Sort of, time out.
The answer to that is a big fat no,
Now I am relieved not to go anymore,
I got food in my cupboard,
Power to see and watch TV,
The landlords not knocking at my door,
I’ve got money in my pocket to take the grandkids somewhere.
So to all you out there,
That read this someday,
I hope it opens your eyes,
And you can see,
It’s just not worth the gamble,
At the end of the day.