WFL (Wrote for Luck) [feat. Shaun Ryder]

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