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Lucky Didn't Make It Video (MV)




Performed By: Rich Evans
Length: 4:21
Written by: Rich Evans, Caj Rosenqvist




Rich Evans - Lucky Didn't Make It Lyrics




Lucky says I can't sing too good
Says he's got his limitations
But them kids up there on the video screens
They're just pale imitations
And it ain't just a record you'd hear on the jukebox
Every note means something about something he's learned about
It's a kiss from a girl or an old bloodshot forget-me-not
It's all there for a reason - it's all figured out

Lucky plays a Telecaster
Always wears a collar and tie
Once jammed with Muddy Waters
And he's playing up in Lambeth tonight
But the work's drying up a bit now there's some new kids moved to town
But he's still looking for that lucky break
His wife walked out on him about a year ago
Believe in something, you've got to believe it all the way

So drive me down the block
Don't stop
Let's rock around the clock
Let's knock a hole into the heavens
And let the angels out again
I'll take that scowl in my hands
And break it
I've got so many friends out there
That didn't make it
I guess they won't forsake me
If i get caught out on lovers' lane

Get him to tell you the Elvis one
It's a double scotch for an anecdote
Last orders and the lights come on
It's a cigarette and a dirty joke
And they don't play as much now as they used to do
But on their nights they still drive like an old machine
It's guitars son - they don't care about politics
It's rock 'n' roll man - you know what I mean
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Lucky says I can't sing too good
Says he's got his limitations
But them kids up there on the video screens
They're just pale imitations
And it ain't just a record you'd hear on the jukebox
Every note means something about something he's learned about
It's a kiss from a girl or an old bloodshot forget-me-not
It's all there for a reason - it's all figured out

Lucky plays a Telecaster
Always wears a collar and tie
Once jammed with Muddy Waters
And he's playing up in Lambeth tonight
But the work's drying up a bit now there's some new kids moved to town
But he's still looking for that lucky break
His wife walked out on him about a year ago
Believe in something, you've got to believe it all the way

So drive me down the block
Don't stop
Let's rock around the clock
Let's knock a hole into the heavens
And let the angels out again
I'll take that scowl in my hands
And break it
I've got so many friends out there
That didn't make it
I guess they won't forsake me
If i get caught out on lovers' lane

Get him to tell you the Elvis one
It's a double scotch for an anecdote
Last orders and the lights come on
It's a cigarette and a dirty joke
And they don't play as much now as they used to do
But on their nights they still drive like an old machine
It's guitars son - they don't care about politics
It's rock 'n' roll man - you know what I mean
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Writer: Rich Evans, Caj Rosenqvist
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