Wake up in this sad city, underemployed and hopes to be with diamonds in her ears The people all around her say, "Good luck with that" Can't even pay
over the moon I gotta get out of here It's like I'm being tied to the hood" "Of a yellow rental truck Being packed in With fertilizer and fuel oil" "
And the engine's missing Oh, what I'd give to be home Resting my bones Seventeen miles from town My old car broke down Just my luck, I've got The fuel
Now people say I'm jinxed I got some kind of voodoo hex Life is so complex There's no telling what could happen next Life on the edge, fuels the sickness
Luck found me too late To be what I could use And caught me tempting fate Still red handed and confused Pride has sent me where There's not much left
luck See the gun, let it lie And you'll want that gun before you die (Spit sperm) This moral bankrupt stinking vat (Spit sperm) Of shit-fueled lies
secretly cruel I said, "Baby you're the fire, but I am the fuel" She's secretly, secretly cruel Yeah, so cruel Well it ain't just luck (Ain't just luck
breath, or even brick" Don't worry hon' you're hittin' 'em harder than a fuckin' brick "But what do you think, Van?", please, no one can serve us "Wish me luck
all black Their scopes and probes can't get us back Way off course without a clue, all instruments stop working Weightlessness means no way up No food no fuel we're outta luck
Sixty-six Chevrolet Windshield full of rain Four wheels that I can trust To take me outta here Truck stop in Buffalo Fueled up and food to go One lonely
To play our hand To win or else to lose In this cruel world that kicks a man when he's down (Down to the ground) (Hey now) And Lady Luck smiles on
shine Somehow I've got to re align Fueled by the promise of the sun Pulled by the charm this night has spun Move on up through this down Take this luck
S-T-A-R S-T-A-R (What?) S-T-A-R (Queen bitch) S-T-A-R I'm on the top There's no luck Never turned around to stop Make my move Make you move Make you
be, down when your bread up But when you in the quicksand, they frown cause your legs stuck Yeah I remember that, so you remember this Hard times be my fuel
] There's something in your heart and it's in your eyes It's the fire, inside you Let it burn You don't say good luck You say don't give up It's the fire
Now people say I'm jinxed I got some kind of voodoo hex Life is so complex There's no telling what could happen next Life on the edge, Fuels the sickness
