[Smith / Harris / Dickinson]

Gotta tell you a story
On a cold winter's night
You'll been sailing for glory
Before you know what is right

So come over here now
I've got a vision for you
It's my personal snake oil
It's just something I do

I'm the Jester with no tears
And I'm playing on your fears
I'm a trickster smiling underneath this mask of love and death
The eternal lie I've told
About the pyramids of gold
I've got you hooked at every turn, your money's left to burn

You'll be wanting a contract, Ha!
You'll be waiting a while
I'd like to keep you my contact
But that isn't my style
Well, you'll only get one chance
And it's too good to miss
If I didn't lie to you
Then I wouldn't exist

Greed, lust, and envy pry
It's the same old same old way
The smoke and mirrors
Visions that you see are just like me
I'm a clever banker's face
With just a little out of place
I know someone just like you know someone just like me

El Dorado come and play
El Dorado step this way
Take a ticket for the ride

El Dorado streets of gold
See the ship its oversold
You've got one last chance to try

So Gone is the glory
And gone is the gold
Well if you need a story
I'll come, it has to be told

Well you may say I'm a devil
And I wouldn't say no
But out here on the dark side
Hey! On with the show!

So now my tale is told
Big and bad and twice as bold
The ship of fools is sinking as the cracks begin to grow
There is no easy way
For an honest man today
Which is something you should think of as my lifeboat sails away

El Dorado come and play
El Dorado step this way
Take a ticket for the ride

El Dorado streets of gold
See the ship its oversold
You've got one last chance to try

El Dorado come and play
El Dorado step this way
Take a ticket for the ride

El Dorado streets of gold
See the ship its oversold
You've got one last chance to try