I bought a lottery ticket on the way home from church
Man I feel lucky as fuck today
Normally I'm living for redemption
But I'm getting tired of trying to be saved
I had a teacher who called it "White Trash Wall Street"
He taught Hemingway to wrestlers with ADD
And got arrested for selling fake time shares
Sometimes this all feels like a dream
Acevedo's mother she won't talk to me
I think I'm finally fine with that now
Just as long as she doesn't hate me
But there's a ton of good reasons why she should hate me
Tomorrow I'll be a trillionaire
And none of this will matter much
I bought a lottery ticket on the way home from church
And man I feel lucky as fuck
Oh man
God I feel lucky as fuck
Yes I do
I spend most of my life delivering plastic
For some guy who owns a hundred foot boat
I'm gonna burn this truck and buy him out
And make him deliver me dog food
And turn my house into a Margaritavile
And be a real piece of shit
Acevedo can live in a bounce house
And go to bed when he sees fit
And I'll find a girl to love me
And love her just as much
I bought a lottery ticket on the way home from church
And man I feel lucky as fuck
Oh lord
Man I feel lucky as fuck