-> "Such Luck-Superstitions Imperiled"
Original Song Title:
"The Wreck Of The Edmund Fitzgerald"
Parody Song Title:
"Such Luck-Superstitions Imperiled"
The Lyrics
It started one day I threw a letter of chain
The next day everything’s dark and gloomy
That rack through my brain, causing lifetime of pain
Never thought I’d feel clammy and woozy
With a crashing on my floor,
Mirrors shattered, shards and more
Superstitions in peril gained plenty
My pure soul trapped true,
Shattered pieces, I'm bruised
As those fragments are scattered in twenty [1]
A Friday away I had dreaded that day
Why'd that number have to be the 13th?
Outside I'd never go might as well just stay home
Won't encounter those dangers I'm flirting [2]
Inside flew a bird hoped for great news to be heard
But it wasn't great news I'd be hearing
And later that night when that bird was trapped
Could it be my grandma who'd be keelin? [3]
(Short Instrumental Break)
I stepped on a crack broke my poor mother's back
As her screams broke over she's ailing
If only I'd knew I'd be facing more doom
Heavy bills from hospitals I'm paying
That black cat strayed as it walked along my trail
Out of nowhere I'm feeling the thrashin'
As that midnight came I felt throbbing pain
Other cats came attacking and slashin'
(Short Instrumental Break)
Shortly bedtime came, found a hat on my bed, layin'
Now I'm finding myself itchin'[4]
At 7 a.m. I awake in my bed just to
Find all my hair that's gone missin'
That sidewalk I'm strolling under ladder I've walked in
I had crossed through that evil triangle [5]
And later that night spirits haunted out of sight
Just my luck superstitions imperiled
(Lengthy Instrumental Break)
Does anyone know where four-leaf clovers grow?
Will my bad luck fade couples of hours?
The old wives' tales say knock on wood every day
Evil spirits won't bother to linger
I went and opened my umbrella inside
Learned my luck was "raining" with danger
Now what I had faced was a face supplied with rage
From the God of the Sun, angry stranger! [6]
(Short Instrumental Break)
Passing the salt I clumsily spilled
Now those diners' impressions were colder
I found a cure that will make my luck pure
Tossed pinches of salt o'er my shoulder
And farther below flew a strange sparrow
Known to carry souls that's not living
Death by sparrows and crows [7]
Do we kill birds with one stone?
It's those lives of those humans we're killing
(Lengthy Instrumental Break)
Would an apple a day keep the doctor away?
It is possible to be more careful
Wear lucky charms, knock on wood as many times
There'll be no superstitions in peril
Those omens live on makes you either smile or frown
Not every one of them is so dooming
Superstitions claimed, aren't truly believed
You can wake up living your life daily
(Instrumental Solo goes on till it fades to the end)
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