Seven Years Of Bad Luck And Bad Timing Lyrics & Chords By Thrush Hermit

Matthew says that I am lucky
But I feel so unlucky
He says I should feel eight feet tall

Seven years if you subtract
Or add it up upon the blackboard
Multiply and hang it on the wall

Seven years of bad luck and bad timing

I'm getting way too much attention
All the shock and no suspension
All the things you never mention her

Make the passes and the misses
Throw the passes, blow the kisses
Everything, it still dismisses her