The Luck of the Irish

My daddy is crazy
When he grew up
he forgot how to love
raised by the hunt
can't remember some months
And now he suffers
So I suffer
But it's a beautiful suffering
Because somewhere way out there
There's happiness
And some days there's a kiss
And you should know this
You forget how to live
And now you suffer
So I suffer
But it's a beautiful suffering.

And this is the luck of the Irish
Can you feel it
Deep inside you
And this is the luck of the Irish
When you need it
It betrays you

I watch life pass me by
I need to live
and learn how to forgive
But after what you did
Murder is not a sin
So we suffer
And I suffer
but it's a beautiful suffering
Love is good hate is bad
The man gets mad
The little girl on the street is sad
Don't know how to laugh
nothing in my grasp
And now worlds suffer
and I suffer
But it's a beautiful suffering

And this is the luck of the Irish
Can you feel it
Deep inside you
And this is the luck of the Irish
when you need it
It betrays you

So don't expect to survive