Lyrics mess. - Lucky One Minus

I see a croud of people dressed in black
Angry dull faces, they push themselves, oh yeah
Go bring my purple shirt
Never was a good boy, never sang in a choir
Smoking and drinking, but it's no the point, oh yeah
I found my own way

I just wanna live and have some fun
You can call me a liar, but I know what to do
Living in the world that full of dreams
Playing in the band, all the time on wheels
Watching sunset and the rising sun
Because I'm the lucky one!