Lame, pass up
Rubeless people
Lame, pass up
Rubeless people, they're not feeble

I thought that I'd make a killing from this
Town that looked completely full of dumbshits
But when I tried the shell game trick their brows raised high
How dare they see my deception? That isn't right

Lame, pass up
Rubeless people, sharp as needles, no dumb fellas
Lame, c'mon, pass up, won't get their green
Rubeless people, hard to weasel out their pay

Swindles are my bread and butter, I guess
But now I'm second-guessing my success
These people spot hidden sleeve cards and loaded dice
I'm a con-man for a career so this ain't right

Lame, uh, pass up, can't get their green
Rubeless people, voice like treacle "Tough shit"

I can't stand it, here confronted
By the cops who somehow don't buy
I'm a busker, poor panhandler
Just your av'rage non-smarmy-type guy
Here I'm standing, they're handcuffing
Just cause my plaster cast's a lie
Ev'ryone is glad and clapping
Like somehow I am the bad guy

Rubeless people
Rubeless people
Rubeless people
Rubeless people
Deserve to have their cash now (whoo!)
Lame
Rubeless people
Rubeless, rubeless, rubeless, rubeless people (whoo!)
Lame, pass up