The Lucky Ones - Daniel Amos

I can’t really take him

So I’ll just have to fake it

Pretend that I’m the lucky one

His deep pontification’s

The source of my frustrations

I’m smiling and just acting dumb

He’s repeating all the same old stories

He’s the center of them all

He’s reliving all the same sad glory

And aren’t we all the lucky ones?

New blood think he’s charming

Brilliant and disarming

Convinced that they’re the fortunate sons

But he’s so unrelenting

Blind and unrepenting

And pretty soon he’s down to one

He’s not listening to anything we’re saying

Interrupts before we’re done

Doesn’t know the heavy price he’s paying

Aren’t we all the lucky ones?

He’s repeating all the same old stories

He’s the center of them all

He’s reliving all the same sad glory

And aren’t we all the lucky ones?

I can’t really take him

So I’ll just have to fake it

Pretend that I’m the lucky one

His deep pontification’s

The source of my frustrations

I’m smiling and just acting dumb