Carbon/Silicon - What The f**! lyrics

Well, it's one of those days you could get hit by a truck Feels like you've been wading through the muck You need a double-six but you're all out of luck As Dostoevsky use to say: What the f**! Sure, life can s** when living is too much But what the f**! You need a little luck You wanna go forward but your wheels are stuck Try to seize the day, you end up in a ruck You've been done up like the idiot, you've come unstuck As Dostoevsky use to say: What the f**! Sure, life can s** when living is too much But what the f**! You need a little luck Like Einstein having a real bad brain day Someone trod upon your x-ray Shakespeare hasn't got a single sonnet to say What the f**! Sure, life can s** when living is too much But what the f**! You need a little luck Caught up in the crossfire, you'd better duck Out of the blue, you can't pa** the buck You wanna be a winning, but you haven't got the luck As Dostoevsky use to say: What the f**! Sure, life can s** when living is too much But what the f**! You need a little luck Jean Paul Sartre writes his worst play Oh man, best be on your way Fyodor Dostoevsky use to say: What the f**! Sure, life can s** when living is too much But what the f**! You need a little luck You need a little luck You need a little luck You need a little luck You need a little luck You need a little luck Sure, life can s** when living is too much But what the f**!