I've got a few true friends making stakes by my side
Give me the odds, odds don't mean a thing to me
We slam the door behind
Heading for year 99
Taking back the ground like chronic thieves
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/b/bombshell+rocks/seven_20525258.html ]
Don't like the pace 'cause it's too slow
We make our stakes in a shabby casino
And all these people
I've seen them grow
I've seen them come back in a row

And so we hope for a seven
And as the dices stop the role
We're patiently watin'
And so we hope for a seven
That's how we do it
We're accelerating

And as the dices are rolling, bouncing on the floor
They're making way thru a layer of dust
And now I understand
As the dices left my hand
Got nothing to rely on but my trust