Shit Outta Luck

One Hound Starts Barking

Sets The Whole Pack Off

Never Try To Pinch Off

Anymore Than You Can Flush

Don’t Sit And Snivel While Your Life

Is Going To The Dogs

Because You Can’t Lament The Consequence

Of Ignoring Murphy’s Law

When You’re Sitting Around With Cuffs On

And You’re Wondering What The Fuck

It’s Then You Realize You’re Shit Outta Luck

We’re Drinkin’ All The Dopes Up

And They’re Smoking Up The Beers

The Police Came, Kicked In The Doors

And Cuffed Us By The Ears

You Know You’re Damned If Ye Don’t

And Twice Damned If You Do

We Say If You Think That Way

You’ll End Up In The Stew

When You’re Sitting There On A Block

Of Stone And You’re Wondering What The Fuck

The Jailman Shakes His Keys At You Hah

Shit Outta Luck

When You’re Sittin’ There With Your

Head In Hand And You’re Wondering

What The Fuck It’s Then You Realise You’re

Shit Outta Luck

The World Is Hell Handbasket Bound

And Coming To An End

We’d Better Hoard Up All The Booze

And Drink It With Our Friends

When You’re Lying There Bubbeling

Gurgeling With Your Face Down In The Muck

With Angels Hovering Whispering

You’re Shit Outta Luck

St. Peter, God And Jesus Say You’re

Shit Outta Luck

When Even Old Beelzebub Won’t Have Ye…

Shit Outta Luck