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Dumb Luck

 

Dumb Luck

(album: Whole Damn Body - 2021)


Baby
Oh, my darling baby
It hurts to see you cry
It'd hurt even more to see you happy
Punished with an ugly face
But yeah, that's really okay, really okay, really though
'Cause I got dealt an ace
And I'm a blessed guy, 'cause ace is high

You got it, your dumb luck
I'm cursing your dumb luck
You got it, your dumb luck
I'm cursing your dumb luck

Sweetheart
Oh, my darling sweetheart
God came to me this morning
Said, "You must repent, your final warning"
Half-hard, half-asleep
Oh, it was no way okay, no way okay, no way
Though I refused to creep
I spat in her eye, sweet world, goodbye

You got it, your dumb luck
I'm cursing your dumb luck
You got it, your dumb luck
I'm cursing your dumb luck

Dumb luck runs like two-stroke
Through four generations' gene pools
Like your old folks came before you
They, too, never grew a pair of balls
And when the third world war comes
It will not be fought on race
We will line up here in two rows
Betrayers versus betrayed
The sky is grey, the ground is cold
Perverts gather in the shadows
Others climb up to their rooftops
As they take me to the gallows
I drink myself blind drunk
I recall you in your lost youth
You were half the height a hangman's noose
And twice the alcoholic proof

You got it, your dumb luck
I'm cursing your dumb luck
You got it, your dumb luck
I'm cursing your dumb luck
You got it, your dumb luck
I'm cursing your dumb luck
You got it, your dumb luck
I'm cursing your dumb luck

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