Your Lucky Day in Hell (Michael Simpson remix) Lyrics

Your Lucky Day In Hell lyrics

Mama gripped onto the milkman's hand
And then she finally gave birth

Years go by and still I don't know

Who shall inherit this Earth,

And no one will know my name until it's on a stone

This could be your lucky day in hell

You never know who it might be at your doorbell

This could be your lucky day in hell in hell

Waking up with an ugly face

Winston Churchill in drag

Looking for a new maternal embrace

Another tired old gag

Am I just through walking by the chewed up dust and bones

This could be your lucky day in hell

You never know who it might be at your doorbell

This could be your lucky day in hell in hell
Father Theresa you can't make me into you

I never want to be like you

Why can't you see, it's me

You know it's time to let me go

This could be your lucky day in hell

You never know who it might be at your doorbell

This could be your lucky day in hell in hell in hell

This could be your lucky day in hell

You never know who it might be at your doorbell

In hell

This could be your lucky day in hell in hell in hell in hell
Every time you crave for me, I'm here

And anything you hunger for, I'll share

And I will be quietly standing by

While slowly I am dying inside

Hold me in your arms

And let me be the one who can feel like I am a child in love

Every time I talk to you, you're down

Every time you need a laugh, I'm around

When you forget I'm here, I'm not

It isn't really me that you forgot

Hold me in your arms

And let me be the one who can feel like I am a child in love

Whisper now, and tell me how

You'll watch me and tell me somehow, I'm gonna be all right