For Charles Bronson

Catch a lucky break try to make it last
 Rig a blanket curtain up between the present and the past
 Play my lucky number for most of what they're worth
 Lie about my age right down to my last day on this earth
 Set you sights on good fortune, concentrate
 Pull back the hammer, try to hold the gun straight
 Hit the gym each night
 Stay cool and seldom speak
 Keep the heart of a champion
 Never let them see you're weak
 And whatever they say on your page three mention
 Focus on the parts that make you feel good
 Be grateful for the attention
 Set your sights on good fortune, concentrate
 Pull back the hammer, try to hold the gun straight
 Try to hold the gun straight and true and steady
 Let the frame find you when the cameraman's ready
 Work until I drop drift from place to place
 Ehrenfeld, Pennsylvania, scratched into my face
 Set your sights on good fortune, concentrate
 Pull back the hammer, try to hold the gun straight
 Try to hold the gun straight