Does anybody really understand me?
Probably not. I don't even comprehend me.
What was I saying?
What was I doing?
Something or other
I wonder why I bother
With sense
I'm more like two pence none the poorer
Go through that door
To something else
I'm not an actor
But I play one on TV
Haven't even had better days
Man I pity me
But I was a lucky bastard
That lucky bastard feeling
'Till you walked out on me
We'd come a long, long way together
But I've got to kick you like I should
That lucky bastard
That was me
But don't take pity on me
'Cause I'm a lucky bastard
I've got a coupon
For grey poupon
So I'm a lucky bastard
And now I'm free
To go on a losin' spree
I'm not an actor
But I play one on TV
Haven't even had better days
Man I pity me
But I'm a lucky bastard
Don't have a reason
But it's the season
For lucky bastards
Just like me
Am I paranoid?
Or is it just me?
Well, all us lucky bastards
Get laid much faster
Chicks feel sorry for me
At least that's the way
It's supposed to be
Nothing goes with the plan
Coincedence doesn't lend a hand
Fate just doesn't like me
Neihter does destiny
Or anybody else for that matter
I'm still a lucky bastard
I'll be a lucky bastard
I'm a lucky bastard in all tenses
I'm losing all my senses
It's come to a consensus
I'm a lucky bastard
In all instances.
