The Art of Misdirection Songtext
von Night's Bright Colors

It′s always the same a stranger sits down at the game
Quick always to blame a danger nobody can name
He begins with luck and warm reception
And ends abrupt with cool deception
It's always the same a stranger sits down at the game

Here′s the art of misdirection
The slightest sleight escapes detection
And everybody's recollection stirred, and then it gets turned

Go down with the ship all the tight smiles and loose lips
And cracking the whip, knuckles white as they lose grip
Deceives and lies like a sailor's morning
Well-red skies and without warning
Go down with the ship, all the tight smiles and loose lips


Fake a fall for sympathetic vote
An apology on a parenthetic note
Now you see it now you don′t

Believe
The lie within belief
Charms everyone

One hand to inspect and the other is stacking the deck
And if you should check, there′s just enough there for your neck
A line of soft and easy invention
Draws and quarters your attention
One hand to inspect and the other one's stacking the deck

Here′s the art of misdirection
A flashing smile completes the lesson
And getting up in full possession
Leaves
A dazzling leave