lottery

• misfortune, got you like a sickness
  the saints and angels all agree
  trouble sure as trouble sees it
  i need it in writing to believe
  to believe
  
  the target was your heart in the beginning
  now they're digging soft ground for your grave
  i hope the mourners will bring plastic flowers
  they'll drink to your death with pink champagne
  pink champagne
  
  now i hear your widow crying
  her weeping i made into this song
  it's popular with the disco dancers
  they'll play it on the radio all week long
  all week long
  
  misfortune, got you like a sickness
  the saints and angels all agree
  trouble sure as trouble sees it
  i need it in writing to believe
  to believe
  
  melodisinde,yürüyüşünde anlamadığım bi çekicilik var bunun.gun içinde birden söylerken bulabiliyor insan kendini.çözemedim ben.ayrıca rosie thomas'ın sesi de başka bi tuhaf yapıyor insanı.guzel olmuş damien jurado albumunun guzel şarkısı.