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The air is so clear, the sky is so blue,I know what you mean, I feel lucky too.I found a dollar, it's like a dream.I love this place, my Slurpee is so green.
So much easier to think we did all this ourselves,
So much easier to let our hearts do what they've felt.[
So much skip on God and take the blame.]
To throw our chips up in the air,
And let the praise fall where it may.I feel, I feel lucky.I feel, I feel lucky.
It's a well known fact, our hearts are black.A maze full of mice, a game of cosmic dice,[
Is all you think this is, a never ending quiz.]A gaping black hole, all the glory you stole.(
There's no such thing as luck.)
So much easier to think we did all this ourselves,
So much easier to let our hearts do what they've felt.[
So much easier to skip on God and take the blame.]
To throw our chips up in the air,
And let the praise fall where it may.I feel, I feel lucky.I feel, I feel lucky.
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