Bad Luck - Michael Trent: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

Bad Luck

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Rock

Bad Luck was released on April 20, 2010 by Shrimp Records as a part of the album The Winner

Song Details

AlbumThe Winner

Release DateApril 20, 2010

LabelShrimp Records

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM150

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LYRICS

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PERFORMING ARTISTS

Michael Trent

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Michael Trent

Songwriter

Lyrics

You're nothin but a, a big mouth

Such a, a tough talker from the deep south

Well I'm a, a sore loser I'm a sure doubt

You wanna come closer well come on and find out

I try to pay attention, try to speak clear

I never, I never tell you what you, you want to hear

But if ya, ya don't like it you could cover your ears

I put the pedal to the floor but I forgot just how to steer

So, you better back up

I'll show you bad luck

Well, ooh you got me shakin' in my boots like I was seventeen

My tongue's a match and all my veins are full of gasoline

I come up on ya like a hit of methamphetamine

Eyes roll back in your head

Well I tell you right now, you better watch your back

You can talk dirty 'til your tongue turns black

But if you're throwin it at me, I'm gonna throw it right back at you

Well you got, dirty pictures in your black book

You got, dead bodies in your back brook

You got a bad luck flag hanging on a hook

Right in front of your house, well all your neighbors had to look

So I crawl to the top of the escalator

With my ten dirty fingers push the hell out of the faders

Because their misbehavior's my solitary savior

So it's better that I give it to you now instead of later

So, you better back up

I'll show you bad luck

Well, ooh you got me shakin' in my boots like I was seventeen

My tongue's a match and all my veins are full of gasoline

I come up on ya like a hit of methamphetamine

Eyes roll back in your head

Well I tell you right now, you better watch your back

You can talk dirty til your tongue turns black

But if you're throwin' it at me, I'm gonna throw it right back, well

Ba ba da da, ba ba ba da ba, oh

You better back up

I'll show you bad luck

Well, ooh you got me shakin' in my boots like I was seventeen

My tongue's a match and all my veins are full of gasoline

I come up on ya like a hit of methamphetamine

Eyes roll back in your he-head

Well I tell you right now, you better watch your back

You can talk dirty til your tongue turns black

If you're throwin' it at me, I'm gonna throw it right back

If you're throwin' it at me, I'm gonna throw it right back

If you're throwin' it at me, I'm gonna throw it right back at you

Written by: Michael Trent

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