Kim Dracula - Luck Is A Fine Thing (Give It A Chance) lyrics
Samuel Wellings
[Kim Dracula - Luck Is A Fine Thing Give It A Chance lyrics]
I got that bass boom kicking, it's 2003
Too many motherfuckers haven't got a
Clue what I mean
I wanna kill people every day that I breath
I wanna
Bitch, salute your sensei
Don't, don't, don't you make fun of me
Not, not, not one of my crew
Don't, don't, don't you make fun of me
Salute your sensei
Oh, would they care if I shot the president?
A hole in his head that bled, and bled again
Salute your sensei
Share a coffee with your fellow civilian
Mmm, that's tasty
I can see it in their eyes
They're scared of a life without
A structure worthy of a hole in their eyes
Despite
Being a child, a child of five, they're dead
It's a hive, a hive, hive hive
And he found himself at a crossroads
(Hive) Unsure which path to take
(Hive) Who are you? What is your name?
What are you doing here?
Come with me I'll show you everything
(Ah, ah-aah
Ah, ah-aah) I must know who you are
(Ah, ah-aah) what is your name?
Come with me, I'll show you what you fear
We are, we are, we are
We are all laughing at you
We are, we are all laughing at you
Luck is a fine thing, give it a chance
People talk
But they struggle to grasp with the fact that
I bat for the team with a gat
Isn't whack, it's actually
Phat, motherfuckers, in fact, I attack, ooh
Motherf##kers in love
All these motherfuckers in love
Motherf##kers in love, ooh
Why they laugh is a mystery
Have these fools got no fucking sympathy?
Ooh, I wanna be like them, emotionless
We are, we are, we are
We are all laughing at you
We are, we are all laughing at you
Luck is a fine thing
(Thing, thing, thing, thing, thing)
(Thing, thing, thing, thing, thing)
(Thing, thing, thing)
Too many motherfuckers haven't got a
Clue what I mean
I wanna kill people every day that I breath
I wanna
Bitch, salute your sensei
Don't, don't, don't you make fun of me
Not, not, not one of my crew
Don't, don't, don't you make fun of me
Salute your sensei
Oh, would they care if I shot the president?
A hole in his head that bled, and bled again
Salute your sensei
Share a coffee with your fellow civilian
Mmm, that's tasty
I can see it in their eyes
They're scared of a life without
A structure worthy of a hole in their eyes
Despite
Being a child, a child of five, they're dead
It's a hive, a hive, hive hive
And he found himself at a crossroads
(Hive) Unsure which path to take
(Hive) Who are you? What is your name?
What are you doing here?
Come with me I'll show you everything
(Ah, ah-aah
Ah, ah-aah) I must know who you are
(Ah, ah-aah) what is your name?
Come with me, I'll show you what you fear
We are, we are, we are
We are all laughing at you
We are, we are all laughing at you
Luck is a fine thing, give it a chance
People talk
But they struggle to grasp with the fact that
I bat for the team with a gat
Isn't whack, it's actually
Phat, motherfuckers, in fact, I attack, ooh
Motherf##kers in love
All these motherfuckers in love
Motherf##kers in love, ooh
Why they laugh is a mystery
Have these fools got no fucking sympathy?
Ooh, I wanna be like them, emotionless
We are, we are, we are
We are all laughing at you
We are, we are all laughing at you
Luck is a fine thing
(Thing, thing, thing, thing, thing)
(Thing, thing, thing, thing, thing)
(Thing, thing, thing)