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Eels
Your Lucky Day In Hell
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Mama gripped onto the milkman's hand And then she finally gave birth Years go by still I don't know Who shall inherit this earth And no one will know my name until it's on a stone (woo, whoa) This could be your lucky day in hell Never know who it might be at your doorbell This could be your lucky day in hell in hell Waking up with an ugly face Winston Churchill in drag Looking for a new maternal embrace Another tired old gag Am I just a walking bag of chewed up dust and bones (woo, whoa) This could be your lucky day in hell Never know who it might be at your doorbell This could be your lucky day in hell in hell Father Theresa you can't make me into you I never want to be like you Why can't you see it's me You know it's time to let me go This could be your lucky day in hell Never know who it might be at your doorbell This could be your lucky day in hell in hell in hell This could be your lucky day in hell Never know who it might be at your doorbell in hell This could be your lucky day in hell in hell in hell in hell
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