Lady Luck

I would wake up in the morning

Looking for places to call my own

And this quagmire's where I roam

I stumble past the dole queue

Mothers with babes in their arms

And grifters who would smite you with their charm

The people were queuing

The shops were all closed

In this desolate wasteland that we all call home

We'll barricade ourselves in

Wood chairs and tables

Get another round in, we're here to stay, boys

Sometimes I'd sleep under bridges

In bushes near country clubs

But mostly in dilapidated huts

And I stumble past the addicts

While the suits that walk on by

Starve us with our feet and heads held high

The people were queuing

The shops were all closed

In this desolate wasteland that we all call home

We'll barricade ourselves in

Wood chairs and tables

So get another round in, we're here to stay, boys

As Lady Luck crosses my path

She assures me that this will soon pass

As Lady Luck crosses my path

She assures me that this will soon pass

As Lady Luck crosses my path

She assures me that this will soon pass