Good L_ck (Yo_'re F_cked)歌词

Traces of cyanide in your cigarette
Gun full of bullets for your Russian roulette
We all feel sorry for you now
Your luck is sliding like a bat out of hell
You're empty-handed at your life's show and tell
You have no idea what's coming down
A million voices call from the other side
If you could hear them you would be terrified
Good L_ck(Yo_'re Fu_ked)
And we hate to see you go, man
But everyone knows you're screwed
Good L_ck(Yo_'re Fu_ked)
It's like a losing game of hangman
The letter we need is U
You, you, you!
Good L_ck
Piss in your coffee and there's nails in your bread
Snakes in your toilet and a shark in your bed
We all feel sorry for you now
The grim reaper's grading your show and tell
That bat is taking your life back into hell
You have no idea what's coming down
A million voices call from the other side
If you could hear them you would be terrified
Good L_ck(Yo_'re Fu_ked)
And we hate to see you go, man
But everyone knows you're screwed
Good L_ck(Yo_'re Fu_ked)
And your life's about to blow, man
And everyone knows but you
You, you, you!
Good L_ck
Good L_ck
Yo_'re Fu_ked
Good L_ck
Good L_ck(Yo_'re Fu_ked)
And we hate to see you go, man
But everyone knows you're screwed
Good L_ck(Yo_'re Fu_ked)
And your life's about to blow, man
And everyone knows but you
You, you, you!
Good L_ck