Wrote for Luck (7" Version) [Remastered Version]

I wrote for luck, they sent me you I sent for juice, you give me poison I hold the line, you form the queue Try anything hard, is there anything else you can do? Well, not much, I've not been trained I can sit and stand, beg n' roll over I don't read, I just guess There's more than one sign, but it's getting less And you were wet, but you're getting dryer You used to speak the truth, but now you're liar You used to speak the truth, but now you're clever And I wrote for luck, and they sent me you And I sent for juice, you give me poison I hold the line, you form the queue Try anything hard, is there anything else you can do? And you were wet, but you're getting dryer You used to speak the truth, but now you're clever You used to speak the truth, but now you're clever And when it's hot, you start to melt 'Cause you're not made of gene, you're made of chocolate And when it's cold, you turn to crack You keep on piling on, not puttin' back And I wrote for luck, they sent me you And I sent for juice, you give me poison I hold the line, you form the queue Try anything hard, is there anything else you can do? And you were wet, but you're getting dryer You used to speak the truth, but now you're clever You used to speak the truth, but now you're clever And when it's hot, you start to melt 'Cause you're not made of gene, you're made of chocolate And when it's cold, you turn to crack You keep on piling on, not puttin' back