When the bus stop stopped working
we all had to run to jump on
The bus driver tried to slow down for us
but we were gone
When they ran out of things at the thing store,
We ran everywhere we could to go buy more
but they were out, also
They tried to sell us different things.
They tried to sell us different things.
We didn't want them anyway
it wasn't what we came in for
God is Luck, God lucks us all
Like people licking puppy heads,
or people-licking puppy heads,
the verse translation is obscure
God's luck is mysterious, and
sometimes looks bad, but
When said and done is over with,
we stand here, shaking hands and sweating
in our clothes and bodies thick.
Wait to see what comes of it
Just wait to see what comes of it
They tried to sell us different things.
We didn't want them anyway
it wasn't what we came in for.
We think "Of that at least,
we're sure."
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