I could lay here all day
And still feel the same
Rest doesn't help
When it’s used this way
So my friends drink fluids
Until their stomachs divide
While trying to kill
Something else on the inside
So I sit around and trace
All these new lines on my face,
Yeah, I might be blind
But always end up in the same place

Chorus:
Lucky, lucky, I'd rather be lucky
Than good, yeah, good at anything, anything

Winter's gotten under
Everyones skin again
Now I’m seeing soggy versions of my friends.
So I’ll drink fluids until my limbs thaw out.
The snow may have melted,
But the trash, it came out!
So I sit around the trace
But always end up in the same place

Chorus:
Lucky, lucky, I'd rather be lucky
Than good, yeah, good at anything, anything

Bridge:
Oh, oh, oh, oh
If natural selection tested me
I'll miss a curve
A cold, stiff hand dangles me
Over what I deserve

Chorus:
Lucky, lucky, I'd rather be lucky
Than good, yeah, good at anything, anything