The Last Roll of the Dice

By: Fee

Lately I feel like I’ve been climbing

Up an escalator going down

Or that I’m always trying to catch up

On some old time merry-go-round

And the white line on the highway

Lately seems to call my name

I think it must be my turn soon

To roll those travellin’ dice again

If I tried taking one step forward

Mr. Fate sent me two steps back

This load of mines getting heavier

And I keep running out of track

And the white line on the highway

Lately seems to call my name

I think it must be my turn soon

To roll those travellin’ dice again

If snake eyes are the answer

I’ll sit me down and cry

But if lucky seven comes eleven

I’ll spread my wings and fly

Yes if seven comes eleven

I’m gonna spread my wings and fly

And the white line on the highway

Lately seems to call my name

I think it must be my turn soon

To roll those travellin’ dice again (twice and fade out)