The Lottery Songtext / Lyric

The Lottery

I only wanted what everyone wanted since bras started burning up ribs
in the sixties. Favors are flying, faces are falling, all I desire is
to never be waiting. If that’s a crime let’s commit it. There’s a new
crime, sexual suicide. When our underwire radio tears into their
international airwaves Boredom will Die! Ears will Bleed! All they
desire is to give and to please. There’s a new crime, sexual suicide.
There’s a new crime, let’s commit it while we’re waiting on the next
day, to begin it in the best way.
There’s a new crime, sexual suicide. There’s a new crime, let’s commit
it.
Don’t worry, Heather, about forever. Don’t worry about me.

It’s a lottery baby, everybody roll the dice
It’s a lottery baby, everybody roll the dice

Will we always be like little kids running group to group asking who
loves me? Don’t know who loves me! It’s pathetic. It’s impossible.
Like girls in stilettos like girls in stilettos like girls in stilettos
trying to run