Vegas - Live At The Fillmore, San Francisco, CA - July 2008

Gonna sell my car and go to Vegas
 'Cause somebody told me
 That's where dreams would be
 Gonna sell my car and go to Vegas
 Finally see my name upon the Palace marquis
 Gonna quit my job and move to New York
 'Cause somebody told me that's where
 Dreamers should go
 Gonna quit my job and move to New York
 And tattoo my body with every Broadway show.
 Listen up now honey, you're gonna be sorry
 Can't get out from under a sky that is falling
 And you say
 No fame no money I'm nobody
 The way I'm running has sure got me down
 On my knees.
 But next stop, Vegas please.
 Gotta get to Vegas
 Can you take me to Vegas?
 Gonna sell my house and cross the border
 'Cause somebody told me dreams live in Mexico
 Gonna sell my house I got to lose ten pounds
 And cross the border
 And make sweet love upon the white sandy shore.
 Listen up now honey, you're gonna be sorry
 Can't get out from under a sky that is falling
 And you say
 No fame no money I'm nobody
 The way I'm running has sure got me down
 On my knees.
 But next stop, Vegas please.
 It's always just around the corner or you're
 On your way to somewhere
 That is bigger or better...
 If you could only get there
 It's never your fault you can't start your
 Own winning streak
 But I'd hate to lose you to the fortune you seek
 I'm gonna lose my mind and sail the ocean.
 'Cause somebody told me there were
 Cherry blue skies
 I'm gonna fix my mind with a final destination
 And have a deep sleep upon a sweet dream
 I'll never realize... no
 Listen up now honey, you're gonna be sorry
 Can't get out from under a sky that is falling
 And you say
 No fame no money I'm nobody
 The way I'm running has sure got me down
 On my knees.
 Next stop, Vegas please.
 Can you take me to Vegas?