Luck

When your TV set is broken
And your telephone is dead
When your trash can car is stolen
And your cat has run away
And your neighbors have a party
And you want to have your own
When your holiday is over
And your dog has lost his bone

Like Pontius Pilate's curse
Bad luck, bad luck
It's bad, it will get worse
Bad luck

Count to ten, think of when
You were drowned in infection
Close your eyes, do it twice
This is close to the reason

When you missed your bus to Boomtown
And you've lost your front door key
When your dishes are exploding
You've got blisters on your feet
And it's dripping through your ceiling
There's a bucketful of rain
And the meter maid has billed you
And the postman comes too late

Like Pontius Pilate's curse
Bad luck, bad luck
It's bad, it will get worse
Bad luck

Count to ten, think of when
You were drowned in infection
Close your eyes, do it twice
This is close to the reason

See the clouds, never see
All the birds, they are yellow
Running fast down the street
Swimming in lemon gel