Luck's Up - Public Image Ltd.
When the blood in your *** turns to shale
They had you hung drawn and quartered tooth and nail
Empty pockets making idle hands
Mugging as a job requires good plans
Luck's up tuff stuff
Luck's up tuff luck
Luck's up tuff stuff
Unlucky you
And where were you when the pickings were thicker than slime
A serious problem needs to be on time
Not good enough to crawl in the dark
You idiot getting ripped off in the park
Luck's up tuff stuff
Luck's up tuff luck
Luck's up tuff stuff
Unlucky you
Unlucky you
When the *** that you were mixing blew up in your face
Blew your brains out put a hole in its place
You wear your luck now all over your face
Still singeing like an old fire place
Luck's up tuff stuff
Your luck's up tuff luck
So yet again I hear you're gonna clean up your act
But once a junkie always and that's a fact
You've begged stole and borrowed time far too long
See you at your funeral I'll sing your swan song
Luck's up tuff stuff
Luck's up tuff luck
Your luck's up tuff stuff
Unlucky you
Well boo hoo
Un-f**king lucky you
Boo hoo
Got rid of the stupid rubbish
Un-f**king lucky you
Lucks up
