"Wrote For Luck" lyrics - MANIC STREET PREACHERS
I wrote for luck
They sent me you
I sent for juice
They sent me poison
I hold the line
You form a queue
Try nothing hard
There's nothing else you can do
You can try
But you can't chain me
I can sniff, bend, stand and bend and roll over
I don't breathe
I just dance
There's more than one sign
And it's getting less
When you're wet
You're getting dryer
You used to speak the truth
But now you're a liar
You used to speak the truth
But now you're clever
I wrote for luck
They sent me you
I sent for juice
They sent me poison
I hold the line
You form a queue
Try nothing hard
There's nothing else you can do
And when you're wet
You're getting dryer
You used to speak the truth
But now you're a liar
You used to speak the truth
But now you're clever
And when it's hot
You start to melt
Cos you're not made of cheese
You're made of chocolate
And when it's cold
You tend to cry
Keep on piling out
And not putting by
Lipstick Traces: A Secret History Of Manic Street Preachers (2003)
- Prologue To History
- 4 Ever Delayed
- Sorrow 16
- Judge Yr'self
- Socialist Serenade
- Donkeys
- Comfort Comes
- Mr. Carbohydrate
- Dead Trees And Traffic Islands
- Horses Under Starlight
- Sepia
- Sculpture Of Man
- Spectators Of Suicide
- Democracy Coma
- Strip It Down
- Bored Out Of My Mind
- Just A Kid
- Close My Eyes
- Valley Boy
- We Her Majesty's Prisoners
- We Are All Bourgeois Now
- Rock And Roll Music
- It's So Easy
- Take The Skinheads Bowling
- Been A Son
- Out Of Time
- Raindrops Keep Falling On My Head
- Bright Eyes
- Train In Vain
- Wrote For Luck
- What's My Name
- Velocity Girl
- Can't Take My Eyes Off You
- Didn't My Lord Deliver Daniel
- Last Christmas