Lobster

I was born a mistake
In Kalamazoo
Where your zip code will tell
How well you will do

Dad won the lottery, left the next day
I thought that really sucked
Turns out it was
The closest I've come to good luck

I went to Detroit
To make auto parts
Where I planned that my climb to the top
Was gonna start

I asked God for the good life
Must be static 'tween heaven and earth
'Cause that was the year
That Asia took most of that work

I thought I ordered the lobster
Why did you bring me cold stew?
I wanted Champaign in fine crystal glass
Cheap gin will have to do
Things haven't turned out the way that I want
But that ain't that big a deal
I thought I ordered the lobster
Guess I'll need to make my own meal

Ain't got nothing 'gainst
Some guy in Vietnam
Stamping bumpers and grills
Almost for free

Though our daddies fought
Maybe his was killed by mine
Is there Karma at work
Directed at me?

I thought I ordered the lobster
Why did you bring me cold stew?
I wanted Champaign in fine crystal glass
Cheap gin will have to do
Things haven't turned out the way that I want
But that ain't that big a deal
I thought I ordered the lobster
Guess I'll need to make my own meal

Since Adam ate the fruit
We bear our father's sins
But my choices are up to me
When life gives me lemons
I'll start making whisky sours
'cause, sometimes you get what you need

I thought I ordered the lobster
Why did you bring me cold stew?
I wanted Champaign in fine crystal glass
Cheap gin will have to do
Things haven't turned out the way that I want
But that ain't that big a deal
I thought I ordered the lobster
Guess I'll need to make my own meal



Credits
Writer(s): Jim Stanard
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