: (feat. Ben Harper) E so isso Nao tem mais jeito Acabou, boa sorte Nao tenho o que dizer Sao so palavras E o que eu sinto Nao mudara Tudo o que quer
(feat. Ben Harper) E so isso Nao tem mais jeito Acabou, boa sorte Nao tenho o que dizer Sao so palavras E o que eu sinto Nao mudara Tudo o que quer
a bullet in your head Good luck good luck Good luck in your new bed Enjoy your nightmares honey When you're resting your head Good luck good luck Good luck
soon I've been too long overdue, now I'm gonna shoot the moon I'd bet it all on a good run of bad luck Seven come eleven and she could be mine Luck
Best wishes darlin?, the best everything to you Best wishes darlin?, the best of everything to you Yes, I hope the one you found, can do all the things
no reason why Good luck, don't you feel so bad Just don't get your hopes up Luck, whether good or bad Doesn't come from justice Good luck, don't you
either good luck -- I'm the last to get it Bad luck -- I'm the first When it's good, ain't nothin' better When it's bad, ain't nothin' worse Good luck
Hennessey That night my partner got shot I was home with you So if it wasn't for you girl They would got me too Girl I swear you're my good luck that
even let you know And no one can reach you And now no great philosophy prevails May the cold wind always ripple in your sails Good luck sailor Good luck sailor Good luck
like a boxer that is too dizzy to duck Your decisions turn around and make you back and then you're stuck And then good luck, good luck, good luck, good luck
, you'd best believe the warning, You'd better light a fire, this is your good luck morning. This is your good luck day, This is your good luck charm
There is a son, he is born With a silver spoon in his mouth Go on, boy, admit There's got to be something you love Enough to protect You tire of things
We set out for the sea with icicles in our beards Where the wind bit like dog's teeth And the sea swept our ship Like the hand of a God who had been enraged
In Dynamite Mine your hour will come In a shower of stones, steel beams They'll push and they'll pull against the rock wall Find you buried among the
Fourteen years have passed since that day Your stories are the same but the ends have all changed You carried on like you were some type of god Some things
Hole up kid there's a storm comin' down Work those fingers to the bone You got grit that's a fact You build 'em up just to knock 'em all down Dig a hole
There's a shred of guilt in every one of us And a pain we felt in watching you all suffer Now the time has come to make amends to everyone To pay the
I've taken a hit or two, I've given quite a few I swing my fists and the cities all fall I've broken a law or two, I reckon I only missed a few I watch
