Lucky Man Testo

Pay your taxes Mr Jones, there’s someone at your door
Watch out they’ll tap your phones, and undermine your floors
Is that a car outside your window?
Work hard and take your train, you know someday they’ll come for you
Read the paper Mr Jones, there’s a headline in your mind
About a guy who dies trying to roll the dice
Hide a card inside your sleeve
Don’t believe the headlines that you read between the lines
And you make me feel like I’m alone at night
Though you keep me close and hold me tight I’m not dreaming of a way to leave there’s only comfort in the lies you tell me
Watch your back now Mr Jones, there’s a war on don’t you know?
They’re calling in their loans, leaving no where else to go
Look for the car outside your window
Gather up your wife and kids and leave without a sound