The Mountain Goats - For Charles Bronson lyrics

Catch a lucky break, try to make it last Rig a blanket curtain up between the present and the past Play my lucky numbers for most of what they're worth Lie about my age right down to my last day on this earth Set your sights on good fortune, concentrate Pull back the hammer, try to hold the gun straight Hit the gym each night, stay cool and seldom speak Keep the heart of a champion, never let them see you're weak And whatever they say on your page three mention Focus on the parts that make you feel good, be grateful for the attention Set your sights on good fortune, concentrate Pull back the hammer, try to hold the gun straight Try to hold the gun straight And true and steady Let the frame you When the cameraman's ready Work until I drop Drift from place to place Ehrenfield, Pennsylvania Scratched into my face Set your sights on good fortune, concentrate Pull back the hammer, try to hold the gun straight Try to hold the gun straight