Dumb Luck - Los Campesinos!

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From the album "Whole Damn Body" (2021)
Spotify link: https://open.spotify.com/track/4Nqe3upYPzebP7cvAR1wzm?si=e83700f8895b4df8


[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
            
Baby, oh, my d

      
arling baby
   
It hurts to se

e you cry
              
It'd hurt even

            
 more to see y

   
ou happy

Punished with 

an ugly face
              
But yeah, that

            
's really okay

         
, really okay,

 really though
       
'Cause I got d

ealt an ace
            
And I'm a bles

              
sed guy, 'caus

  
e ace is high


[Chorus]
          
 You got it, y

our dumb luck
           
 I'm cursing y

    
our dumb luck
          
 You got it, y

our dumb luck
           
 I'm cursing y

    
our dumb luck


[Verse 2]
             
Sweetheart, oh

           
, my darling s

weetheart
    
God came to me

 this morning
            
Said, "You mus

              
t repent, your

 
 final warning

"

Half-hard, hal

f-asleep
            
Oh, it was no 

          
way okay, no w

ay okay, no wa

y
       
Though I refus

ed to creep
            
I spat in her 

           
eye, sweet wor

ld, goodbye


[Chorus]
          
 You got it, y

our dumb luck
           
 I'm cursing y

    
our dumb luck
          
 You got it, y

our dumb luck
           
 I'm cursing y

    
our dumb luck


[Instrumental]
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[Verse 3]

Dumb luck runs

 like two-stro

ke
             
Through four g


enerations' ge

ne pools
          
Like your old 

folks came bef

ore you
           
They, too, nev

er grew a pair

 of balls
    
And when the t

hird world war

 comes
        
It will not be

 fought on rac

e
        
We will line u

p here in two 

rows
     
Betrayers vers

us betrayed


[Instrumental]
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[Verse 4]
    
The sky is gre

y, the ground 

is cold

Perverts gathe

r in the shado

ws

Others climb u

p to their roo

ftops
        
As they take m

e to the gallo

ws
  
I drink myself

 blind drunk
         
I recall you i

n your lost yo

uth
         
You were half 

the height a h

angman's noose
    
And twice the 

alcoholic proo

f


[Chorus]
          
 You got it, y

our dumb luck
           
 I'm cursing y

    
our dumb luck
          
 You got it, y

our dumb luck
           
 I'm cursing y

    
our dumb luck
          
 You got it, y

our dumb luck
           
 I'm cursing y

    
our dumb luck
          
 You got it, y

our dumb luck
           
 I'm cursing y

    
our dumb luck


[Outro]
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