Good L_ck (Yo_'re F_cked)

Traces of cyanide in your cigarette
 Gun full of bullets for your Russian roulette
 (We all feel sorry for you now)
 Your luck is sliding like a bat out of hell
 You're empty-handed at your life's show-and-tell
 (You have no idea what's coming down)
 (A million voices call from the other side)
 (If you could hear them, you would be terrified!)
 Good luck, you're fucked!
 And we hate to see you go, man
 But everyone knows you're screwed
 Good luck, you're fucked!
 It's like a losing game of hangman
 The letter we need is U
 U, U, U
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 Good luck!
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 Piss in your coffee and there's nails in your bread
 Snakes in your toilet and a shark in your bed
 (We all feel sorry for you now)
 The grim reaper's grading your show-and-tell
 That bat is taking your life back into hell
 (You have no idea what's coming down)
 (A million voices call from the other side)
 (If you could hear them, you would be terrified!)
 Good luck, you're fucked!
 And we hate to see you go, man
 But everyone knows you're screwed
 Good luck, you're fucked!
 And your life's about to blow, man
 And everyone knows but you
 You, you, you
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 Good luck!
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 (Good luck)
 ♪
 (You're fucked)
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 (Good luck)
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 Good luck, you're fucked!
 And we hate to see you go, man
 But everyone knows you're screwed
 Good luck, you're fucked!
 And your life's about to blow, man
 And everyone knows but you
 You, you, you
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 Good luck!