Wrote for Luck (Remastered)

I wrote for luck
They sent me you
I sent for juice
They sent me poison
I hold the line

You form a queue
Try nothing hard
There's nothing else you can do
Or you can try
But you can't chain me

I can sniff, bend, stand and bend and roll over
I don't breathe
I just dance
There's more than one sign
And it's getting less
When you're wet
You're getting dryer

You used to speak the truth
But now you're a liar
You used to speak the truth
But now you're clever

I wrote for luck
They sent me you
I sent for juice
They sent me poison
I hold the line

You form a queue
Try nothing hard
There's nothing else you can do
And when you're wet
You're getting dryer

You used to speak the truth
But now you're a liar
You used to speak the truth
But now you're clever

And when it's hot
You start to melt
'Cause you're not made of cheese
You're made of chocolate
And when it's cold
You tend to cry
Keep on piling out
And not putting by