Several Thousand Years Of Talking Nonsense Lyrics & Chords By The Crimea

For endless posibility,
for food inside my belly.
For hands that do as I say,
for the beached whale that sings beneath my Atlantic duvet.

For never giving up,
for something approaching happiness.
For Ben & Jerry's Ice Cream,
for the one woman in a thousand whos got a thing about guys with missing front teeth.

I thank my lucky stars,
I thank my lucky stars,
I thank my lucky stars
For landing on the moon,
for Fairy Tail in New York.
For two world wars,
sixty years on and we all seem to have conviniently forgotten.

We must thank our lucky stars,
thank our lucky stars.
Thank our lucky stars,
thank our lucky stars.

Thank our lucky stars,
thank our lucky stars.

when all is said and done, we are not worthy
of this world we do our damndest to destroy.
But its not over yet, there is still time to repent
for several thousand years of talking nonsense,
for several thousand years of talking nonsense.

For all the broken hearts,
we thank our lucky starts.
Millions of broken hearts,
we thank our lucky starts.

Some people can't take their eyes of the prize,
just believe it's a god given right to survive, to have life.
Some people don't know how lucky they are.