"Hard Luck" as written by and Joe Hoare Martyn Millard....
Ain't gonna break my spirit
Ain't gonna break my stride
When you ain't got nothin'
You got nothin' to hide
It's a long hard struggle
Tryin' to live my life
Cos you're born with nothing
Then you work to die

Don't believe it
Pass the buck
Hard livin'
Hard luck

Don't wanna be no preacher
Don't wanna be no king
I'll never rule the roost no
I'll never have everything
And if the hand I'm given
Is gonna grind me down
Then I'm aboard the first train
And heading outta town

Don't believe it
Pass the buck
Hard livin'
Hard luck

You see it's all about livin'
And how we're free to choose
If we're not born lucky
It's how we choose to lose
You see I love misfortune
But I'm cheated on luck (Ha-ha!)
If it's all forgiven
Then I don't give a fuck

Don't believe it
Pass the buck
Hard livin'
Hard luck
Don't believe it
Pass the buck
Hard livin'
Hard fuckin' luck, yeah


Lyrics submitted by Psicofreak667

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