One day I had spoke to a man through his eyes
I saw what he saw, as it cropped up in his mind said
What's the procedure? Do I keep my design?
No you're gone, you're gone, you're gone

Hey!
You don't know how lucky you are
You don't know how lucky you are

She acts like a martyr
She's got God on her face
The world's her disciple and I'm the head of the slaves
Things must get done in such peculiar ways
There she goes, there she goes, there she goes

Hey!
8 o'clock Terry 10 o'clock Sally
Gotta a little pill to give
5 o'click Patti 6 o'clock Betty
You don't know how lucky you are
You don't know how lucky you are

The world is on fire as you quiken your pace
To squeeze out the venomof the whole human race
The things you provide us
Have sent us to our graves
But you're gone, you're gone

Hey!
You don't know how lucky you are
You don't know how lucky you are
8 o'clock Terry/ 10 o'clock Sally
Gotta a little pill to give
5 o'clock Patti/ 6 o'clock Betty
You don't know how lucky you are

You don't know how lucky you are
You don't know how lucky you are