SAD GO LUCKY

The saint of Ophelia has put up a wall
I know that I wrecked things not hearing her call
Now everything’s hidden beneath a lost stone
And I’m sad go lucky all the way home

Oedipus Rex has a burning desire
While he kneels in the rain as he changes a tire
His mother plays poker so close to the bone
And he’s sad go lucky all the way home

I’m sad go lucky all the way home
I’m sad with abandon wherever I roam
I step off the cliff like the fool on the card
I’m sad go lucky at large

I’m a careless myopic when I’m swinging a bat
I set off alarms at the drop of a hat
I fall for the curveball wherever it’s thrown
And I’m sad go lucky all the way home

Oedipus wrecks every perfect disguise
By wearing dark glasses and hiding his eyes
He’s hiding from deeds that he cannot atone
And he’s sad go lucky all the way home

I danced on the tomb that has nothing inside
I’m laughing my way to the grave
If I had a nickel for each dime I lost
I’d spend every penny on pain

I’ve got 25 dollars and 26 debts
29 wagers and 35 bets
I bet you a nickel you’ll get my last dime
And I’ll buy you a drink every time

I burn every bridge when I’m halfway across
I tore up the ticket before my horse lost
This is some kind of madness deep down in my luck
I’m sad
I’m lucky
I’m fucked