Hard Luck Story

Don't ask me to love my neighbor

'Cause I don't love the man

Don't ask me for my favors

I won't lend a handAnd if I had real power

Then I could disappear

Wouldn't have to be around you

I'd sink into the atmosphereThen I wouldn't hear

Your hard luck story

It's a hard luck

Hard luck storyDon't ask me to tip the waiter

For he is underhand

I can tell he is a woman hater

And he is a nasty manWithin reach, lies all desire

For each and every soul

Stripped bare and stretching higher

You fall into the last black holeTo end your hard

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It's a hard luck

Hard luck storyDon't ask me to pray to Jesus

I've never met the Man

I only meet weekend preachers

Pictures of the promised landAll the new holy saviors

Who pretend to understand

Who do you think will save you?

A modern day beggar manSuch a hard

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Don't ask me to love my neighbor

(Hard luck story)

Don't ask me to tip the waiter(It's a hard luck)

Don't ask me to pray to Jesus

(Hard luck story)

He picked His time to leave usIt's a hard luck

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It's a hard luck

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It's a hard luck

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