The Luckiest Man In This Room

Let's raise a glass to the luckiest man in this room
Now bring it down
Onto his crown
So hard, kaboom

Let's make a toast to our very esteemed host
Tonight he won't win
I coughed in his gin
With my sickness, undiagnosed

Your luck has run out, my friend
A king
A queen
A ten

Your luck has run out, my friend
A king
A queen
A ten

Let's pin the award on our chairman of the board
Pierce his vest
Right into his chest
As you would with a sword

Your luck has run out, my friend
A king
A queen
A ten