From the recording Maybe Next Year

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Lyrics

Do you ever get the feeling you've been wronged? Short end of the stick, life's lottery’s been lost.
Counted your eggs before they hatched.
Been that bad apple that spoiled the batch.
Luck is for losers, lucky for you.
Reach up your ass, you'll find that broken horseshoe.
A stitch in time, they say will save nine - but your frays aren't on the seams. You dragged a horse to the water and of course now he won't drink.
Measure once, always cut twice. You're missing all your marks.
Put all your eggs in one basket for it to fall apart.
Luck is for losers (lucky for you)
Luck is for losers (lucky for you)
Luck is for losers (lucky for you)
Alright, I'll give you credit. They say when life gives you lemons, you make lemonade but the problem here is: your's tastes like piss.
A stitch in time, they say will save nine - but your frays aren't on the seams. You dragged a horse to the water but you can’t make him drink.
Measure once, always cut twice. You're missing all your marks.
Put all your eggs in one basket, for it to fall apart.