Hard Luck Story Lyrics - Singles - Men At Work

Don't ask me to love my neighbour 

Cause I don't love the man 

Don't ask me for my favours 

I won't lend a hand 

And if I had real power 

Then I could disappear 

Wouldn't have to be around you 

I'd sink into the atmosphere 

Then I wouldn't hear 

Your hard luck story 

It's a hard luck, a hard luck story 

Don't ask me to tip the waiter 

For he is underhand 

I can tell he is a woman hater 

And he is a nasty man 

Within reach lies all desire 

For each and every soul 

Stripped bare and stretching higher 

You fall into the last balck hole 

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Don't ask me to pray to Jesus 

I've never met the man 

I only meet weekend preachers 

Pictures of the promised land 

All the new holy saviours 

Who pretend to understand 

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Don't ask me to love my neighbour 

Don't ask me to tip the waiter 

Don't ask me to pray to Jesus 

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