W.F.L (Wrote for Luck) Songtext
von Happy Mondays

I wrote for luck, they sent me you
I sent for juice, you give me poison
I hold the line, you form the queue
Try anything hard
Is there anything else you can do?

Well not much, I′ve not been trained
I can sit and stand, beg n' roll over
I don′t read, I just guess
There's more than one sign
But they're getting less

And you were wet
But you′re getting dryer
You use to speak the truth
But now you′re clever
You use to speak the truth
But now you're clever


And I sent for juice, you give me poison
I hold the line
Try anything hard
Is there anything else you can do?

Well not much, I′ve not been trained
I can sit and stand, beg n' roll over
I don′t read, I just guess
There's more than one sign
But it′s getting less

And you were wet
But you're getting dryer
You use to speak the truth
But now you're clever
You use to speak the truth
But now you′re clever
You use to speak the truth
But now you′re a liar


Well not much, I've not been trained
I can sit and stand, beg n′ roll over
I don't read, I just guess
There′s more than one sign
But it's getting less
There′s more than one sign
But it's getting less

You use to speak the truth
But now you're clever
You use to speak the truth
But now you′re clever