Hard Luck Story Lyrics

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
Hard luck story
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
Hard luck story
It's a hard luck
Hard luck storyIt's such a hard
Hard luck story
It's a hard luck
Hard luck story(It's such a hard)
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
Hard luck story
It's a hard luck
Hard luck story
It's a hard luck
Hard luck story