I got my feelers out
Pleasure I can give you pain
I'm the demon of misfortune
Let me tell you that bad luck is my game
Fires burning make you cold
You can touch but you can't hold
It's an even split
Between zip and the number on your ticket
Nothing to brag about dragging in the dirt
I'm a nasty piece of work
Down get down on your knees
Running gonna bring you down
I'm the demon of disorder
You know I'm gonna drive you into the ground
As you're stepping through the door
My shadow crawls across your floor
Your dream of love
It's not enough it's gonna come to nothing
You ain't seen nothing it's gonna get worse
I'm a nasty nasty
It's an even split
Between zip and the number on your ticket
Your dream of love
It's not enough it's gonna come to nothing
Nothing to brag about dragging in the dirt
You ain't seen nothing it's gonna get worse
I'm a nasty piece of workYou've made your decision to leave
there's no turning 'round.
Now that you've got a reprieve,
you must stand your ground.
Some of the others are weak,
so you must be strong
$155 won't last very long...
Ma, will we make out,
do you think that this old car
will last?
Pa, is there some doubt,
if our bad luck will
stay in the past?
Well I'm hoping it's so,
but you can't really know til the end.
They tell me that all things must change
but they begin again.
Listen to the motor and the road
and how does it feel?
Listen with your ears and your hands
on the steering wheel.
Ma, will we make out,
do you think that this old car will last?
Pa, is there some doubt,
if our bad luck will stay in the past?
Listen now boys,
what your ma has told you
there is no way we can tell...
We've got to face this road together
and have some faith
in ourselves.
Ma, will we make out,
do you think that this old car will last?
Pa, is there some doubt,
if our bad luck will
stay in the past?
Ma,
Will we make out...?