Thank God for my bad luck
It's never steered me wrong
Thank God for my bad luck
Some Folks got none at all
When walking in circles trumps walking the path made for you
The new deadly sin has gotten the best of you
So go on, blame God for your bad luck
I'll make my very own
Fists shaking up at the sky
'Til you pass on
This is Sodom, this is Gomorrah, it's true
But there's no lake of fire, or lightening crashing 'round you
The new deadly sin is wasting away like you do
