Howard Jones - Good Luck Charm Lyrics
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Good Luck Charm
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What Are The Lyrics For Good Luck Charm By Howard Jones?
The film script lies ahead
Change the future, change the past Choose the players, choose the role Cast of thousands, cast of few Imagination decides the plot Play the good guy, play the bad Here's the victim, here's the saint Here's the canvas, here's the paint Good luck bad luck who knows Good luck bad luck who knows The world is peopled by many winds Whirling faster than the wind Solving a dilemma of life and death Trying to make some sense of it all No good blaming the outside world Pleasure and pain are in the mind Whether we like it or whether we don't We found as much as we wanted to find Good luck, bad luck who knows Good luck, bad luck Good luck, bad luck who knows Good luck, bad luck Good luck, bad luck who knows Good luck, bad luck We can make it horror we can make it blue We can make it slow time, make it move The director sits behind those eyes Play it straight or in disguise Imagination decides the plot Play the good guy play the bad Here's the victim, here's the saint Here's the canvas and here's the paint Good luck, good Good luck bad luck who knows Good luck bad luck who knows? |
Who Wrote Good Luck Charm By Howard Jones?
Clarence Satchell, James L. Williams, Leroy Bonner, Marshall Jones, Marvin Pierce, Marvin R. Pierce, Ralph Middlebrooks, Willie Beck
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What's The Duration Of The Good Luck Charm By Howard Jones?The duration of Good Luck Charm is 9:35 minutes and seconds. |
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