Murder At The Bingo Hall – Amigo The Devil

It was a quiet night down at the gaming hall
Doubled up on cocaine and adderall
The room full of smoke and the air so still
That I choked when I raised up both of my hands to yell bingo!

I was looking around trying to track down who the biggest threat would be
Seeing the fear in everybody’s eyes, and apparently it was me
I guess I know why
I’ve been coming here cleaning house for the past few weeks

I was b-i-n-g-i-n-g b-i-n-g-o

From the second I walked in I planned my attack
Three packets in hand, I sat at my usual table in back
He might’ve been calling the numbers, but I was calling the shots
After four in a row I jumped up and yelled “someone should call the cops, I’m killing it”

Everyone sitting around like a people garden
Tension builds as the wrap up nears the end
This dabber is a weapon sending everyone to bingo heaven…
Held back by the numbers I don’t have

Then the room got quiet…
Everyone’s breath was still…
It gave us the feeling in our chest, that tightness, that only losing everything will…
And the game begins now

Bingo

We were b-i-n-g-i-n-g b-i-n-g-o
We were b-i-n-g-i-n-g b-i-n-g-o

It’s Wednesday night, we’re gonna play Bingo