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A Town Called Luckey

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  • Happy birthday, you're halfway to 60
    You have no land of your own
    A job you despise
    And a lover that's mean

    And you started noticing a disturbing thing

    Birds eating other birds just beyond the screen

    So you packed up your things and hopped on the freeway headed east

    And you drove for eight days aimlessly
    Telling yourself to be humble
    Singing to yourself to be free

    Being full aware that it's a middle aged crisis type thing

    And you drove 'til you saw a sign for a town called Luckey
    Spelled L-U-C-K-E-Y

    Where the sugar towers rise til the line and meet the streets

    Checked into a motel, slept on cardboard sheets

    I covered the bloodstained matress underneath

    to Went the local bar and you got yourself a drink

    Telling yourself to be humble

    Singing to yourself to be free
    It's a middle aged crisis type thing

    It was the most ragtag group you had ever seen

    A slender man with a moustache, a bow tie and nothing between

    Looking like a preacher son who had given in the devil-worshipping scene
    He was a real looker and he bought you a drink

    And you proceeded to tell him everything

    And you were getting a bit hysterical it seemed
    You laughed like a carburettor then you screamed

    Oh the doubt and the disbelief

    Telling yourself to be humble
    Singing to yourself to be free
    It's a middle aged crisis type thing

    And he told you how he came to be

    As an alterboy by his father's knees
    And how he came to lose his faith

    There was no touching but advances were made

    And his father's hand in slow motion it was approaching him

    And the doubt and disbelief crept over his young heart like the black ocean

    A stormcloud, a hurricane if you will

    A stormcloud, a hurricane

    Telling yourself to be humble
    Singing to yourself to be free
    It's a middle aged crisis type thing

    Go home lady, find yourself happy
    It's just a middle aged crisis type thing

    It's a middle aged crisis type thing

    It's a middle aged crisis type thing

    It's a middle aged crisis type thing

    It's a middle aged crisis type thing

    It's a middle aged crisis type thing
  • [01:10.38]Happy birthday, you're halfway to 60
    [01:16.57]You have no land of your own
    [01:19.04]A job you despise
    [01:20.28]And a lover that's mean
    [01:22.78]
    [01:24.35]And you started noticing a disturbing thing
    [01:29.72]
    [01:31.85]Birds eating other birds just beyond the screen
    [01:37.47]
    [01:38.23]So you packed up your things and hopped on the freeway headed east
    [01:43.66]
    [01:44.85]And you drove for eight days aimlessly
    [01:52.80]Telling yourself to be humble
    [01:54.94]Singing to yourself to be free
    [01:58.75]
    [01:59.69]Being full aware that it's a middle aged crisis type thing
    [02:05.78]
    [02:06.40]And you drove 'til you saw a sign for a town called Luckey
    [02:13.43]Spelled L-U-C-K-E-Y
    [02:19.24]
    [02:20.80]Where the sugar towers rise til the line and meet the streets
    [02:25.80]
    [02:27.49]Checked into a motel, slept on cardboard sheets
    [02:33.19]
    [02:34.80]I covered the bloodstained matress underneath
    [02:41.05]
    [02:41.87]to Went the local bar and you got yourself a drink
    [02:47.78]
    [02:52.97]Telling yourself to be humble
    [02:55.35]
    [02:56.13]Singing to yourself to be free
    [02:59.32]It's a middle aged crisis type thing
    [03:05.07]
    [03:20.50]It was the most ragtag group you had ever seen
    [03:26.38]
    [03:27.19]A slender man with a moustache, a bow tie and nothing between
    [03:33.19]
    [03:34.32]Looking like a preacher son who had given in the devil-worshipping scene
    [03:40.63]He was a real looker and he bought you a drink
    [03:46.63]
    [03:48.07]And you proceeded to tell him everything
    [03:54.76]
    [03:55.57]And you were getting a bit hysterical it seemed
    [04:02.56]You laughed like a carburettor then you screamed
    [04:08.82]
    [04:09.56]Oh the doubt and the disbelief
    [04:16.07]
    [04:21.00]Telling yourself to be humble
    [04:24.19]Singing to yourself to be free
    [04:27.32]It's a middle aged crisis type thing
    [04:32.69]
    [04:34.31]And he told you how he came to be
    [04:40.23]
    [04:41.36]As an alterboy by his father's knees
    [04:48.23]And how he came to lose his faith
    [04:53.80]
    [04:55.11]There was no touching but advances were made
    [05:01.64]
    [05:02.27]And his father's hand in slow motion it was approaching him
    [05:08.64]
    [05:09.39]And the doubt and disbelief crept over his young heart like the black ocean
    [05:16.09]
    [05:16.97]A stormcloud, a hurricane if you will
    [05:21.47]
    [05:23.65]A stormcloud, a hurricane
    [05:27.65]
    [05:34.91]Telling yourself to be humble
    [05:38.15]Singing to yourself to be free
    [05:41.28]It's a middle aged crisis type thing
    [05:46.97]
    [05:49.00]Go home lady, find yourself happy
    [05:55.19]It's just a middle aged crisis type thing
    [06:01.07]
    [06:02.44]It's a middle aged crisis type thing
    [06:07.93]
    [06:09.44]It's a middle aged crisis type thing
    [06:14.57]
    [06:16.15]It's a middle aged crisis type thing
    [06:23.14]
    [06:23.71]It's a middle aged crisis type thing
    [06:29.40]
    [06:30.52]It's a middle aged crisis type thing