My Good Luck

Stopping by after work
'Cause I'm that kind of jerk
Gonna grab her by the knees
Gonna push her 'til it hurts
So come on, lazy lady
Throw your keys down
Let me up so you can go home
And let me down

Cannot watch what I eat
But I can shuffle my feet
Cannot do what I please
But I can do it pretty at ease
Anything I do not want to do
Why is that?

I got all these bad habits
They've been lately coming back
She's in some subtropical hospital
Having attacks on my back

And those sad songs
That you sing so long
Make you grow so wrong
You will find

Took a walk through the park
About an hour from dark
Ground fell beneath my feet
Made my heart skip a start
And the subway came up snapping
Bit me like a shark

People up in all those high-lit windows started gasping
I swear to God a couple of sick shoppers started laughing
Oh, we already knew fully the faults of
Those who fall too far in line with fashion
That's the way it happens

And those sad songs
That you sing so long
Make you grow so wrong
You will find

Do not believe your good luck
You cannot believe your good luck
And it's staring you in the face
You will not ever give it up
Do not believe your good luck
Later on
You'll be singing all your songs
To yourself

Oh, that big bitch took her teeth and she pulled me under
Tracks are trapped and teeth are tore, this corpse is summed up
Did not bleed, but I am very clearly blundered
Left all day for a quarter, left all day for a
Wonder
Why

Later on
You'll be singing all your songs
To yourself
That you sing so long
Make you grow so wrong
You will find