Fat Chance Society

there's a drone out there
like a train or a plane or a trumpet
such a little bear
in a minor of keys you're a puppet joinin'

[chorus]
the fat chance society
no luck at all is gonna set you free
you'll never make it if you ever try
to tame the wild in your eyes

you're a grownup now
in the butts and the bottles and coffee grounds
quit actin' like you do
in that manner of speaking seriously to

[chorus]

i'm not scared of you
i'm not destined to be
happy lucky old milwaukee
red white blue or seedless orange
open up the door and let me out

[chorus x 2]

you're such a little bear
you're so alone up there
you'll never stand a chance