Seven Mary Three - Lucky Lyrics

Mean Mr. Mustard says he's bored
With life in the dead stream
Can't afford French corner high
Says it gets old real quick
And he pails up next to me
And scrawled on the pavement
It says, son, time is all the luck you need

If I stay lucky then my tongue will stay tied
And I won't betray the things that I hide
There's not enough years underneath this belt
For me to admit the way that I felt

Mean Mr. Mustard says
Don't be the wave that crashes
From a sea of discontent
He says he's wrestled with that blanket
It leaves you cold and wet
Any way you stretch it
Divine apathy disease of my youth
Watch that you don't catch it

If I stay lucky then my tongue will stay tied
And I won't betray the things that I hide
There's not enough years underneath this belt
For me to admit the way that I felt

And I'm the wave that crashes
From a sea that turns it self
I'm inside out every chance I get to
See what it's like in hell, hey yeah

If I stay lucky then my tongue will stay tied
And I won't betray the things that I hide
There's not enough years underneath this belt
For me to admit the way that I felt
Ff I stay lucky then my tongue will stay tied
And I won't betray the things that I hide
There's not enough years underneath this belt
For me to admit the way that I felt