One night at Pro Tour (Song)

[Kilerk]

One night at Pro Tour is a remix of One night in Bangkok by Murray Head.
I got the idea a few days ago when i was bored and listening to One night in Bangkok and working on a deck. So i decided to remix the lyrics and came up with this.
Please note this is only a beginning step and i'll go back over it and clean and improve where needed.


Pro Tour, professional setting
And the city don't know that the city is getting
The creme de la creme of the Magic world in a
Show with everything but Lucas Florent
Time flies - doesn't seem a minute
Since the the local hobby shop had the Magic boys in it
All change - don't you know that when you
Play at this level there's no ordinary venue
It's Nagoya... or San Francisco ... or Paris... or... or this place!
One night at Pro Tour and the world's your oyster
The table are temples but the cards ain't free
You'll find a god in every single round
And if you're lucky then the god's a she
I can feel an angel sliding up to me
One town's very like another
When your head's down over your cards, brother
It's a drag, it's a bore, it's really such a pity
To be looking at the table, not looking at the city
Whaddya mean? Ya seen one crowded, polluted, stinking town...
Monster, girls, warm, sweet, sweet
Some are set up in thier hotel suites
Get Tied! You're talking to a tourist
Whose every move's among the purest
I get my kicks above the waistline, sunshine
One night at Pro Tour makes a hard man humble
Not much between despair and ecstasy
One night at Pro Tour and the tough guys tumble
Can't be too careful with your company
I can feel the devil walking next to me
The world's gonna be the witness
To the ultimate test of magic fitness
This grips me more than would a
Mindslaver or reclining Sorin Markov
And thank God I'm only watching the game, controlling it
I don't see you guys rating
The kind of deck I'm contemplating
I'd let you watch, I would invite you
But the wars we cause would not excite you
So you better go back to your bars, your temples, your massage parlours
One night at Pro Tour and the world's your oyster
The tables are temples but the cards ain't free
You'll find a god in every single round
A little flesh, a little history
I can feel an angel sliding up to me
One night at Pro Tour makes a hard man humble
Not much between despair and ecstasy
One night at Pro Tour and the tough guys tumble
Can't be too careful with your company
I can feel the devil walking next to me