Atlantic City - The Hold Steady

Well they blew up the chicken man

in Philly

last night now

they blew up his house too

Down on the boardwalk

they’re gettin' ready

for a fight gonna see

what them racket boys

can do Now

there’s trouble busin'

in from outta state

and the D.A.

can’t get no relief

Gonna be a rumble out

on the promenade

and the

gamblin' commissions

hangin' on by the skin

of its teeth

Everything dies

baby that’s a fact

But maybe everything

that dies

someday comes back

Put your makeup

on fix

your hair up pretty

and meet me tonight

in Atlantic City

Well I got a job

and tried

to put my money away

But I got in too deep

and I could not pay

So I drew what I had

from the Central Trust

And I bought us two tickets

on that Coast City bus

Everything dies

baby that’s a fact

But maybe everything

that dies someday

comes back

Put your makeup

on fix

your hair up pretty

and meet me tonight

in Atlantic City

Now our luck

may have died

and our love

may be cold

but with you

forever I’ll stay

We’re goin' out

where the sands

turnin' to gold

so put

on your stockin’s

cause the nights

gettin' cold

and maybe

everything dies

That’s a fact

but maybe

everything

that dies someday

comes back

Now

I been lookin'

for a job

but it’s hard

to find

Down here

it’s just winners

and losers

and don’t get

caught on the wrong side

of that line

Well I’m tired

of comin' out

on the losin' end

So honey

last night

I met this guy

and I’m gonna do a little favor

for him

Well

I guess

everything dies

baby that’s a fact

But maybe everything

that dies

someday comes back

Put your makeup

on fix

your hair up pretty

and meet me tonight

in Atlantic City