Lucky Lyrics. More lyrics from Seven Mary Three

Mean Mr. Mustard says he's bored
With life in the district
Can't afford a French quarter high
He says it gets old real quick
And he pails up next to me, scrawled on the pavement
It says "Son, time is all the luck you need"
And if I stay lucky then my tongue will stay tied
And I won't betray the things that I hide
There's not enough years underneath this build
For me to admit the way that I felt

Mean Mr. Mustard says don't be the wave that crashes
From a sea of discontent
He says he's wrestled with that blanket
It leaves you cold and wet, any way you stretch it
Divine apathy, disease of my youth
Watch that you don't catch it



And if I stay lucky then my tongue will stay tied
And I won't betray the things that I hide
There's not enough years underneath this build
For me to admit the way that I felt

And I'm the wave that crashes
From a sea that turns itself inside out
Every chance I get to see what it's like in hell

And if I stay lucky then my tongue will stay tied
And I won't betray the things that I hide
There's not enough years underneath this build
For me to admit the way that I felt

And if I stay lucky then my tongue will stay tied
And I won't betray the things that I hide
There's not enough years underneath this build
For me to admit the way that I felt