Lucky to Be Miserable ([Extended] Deep Swamp Version)

[Intro] Dim lights, dim hopes, Wading through the jokes life wrote. [Verse 1] We’re the lucky ones, they say, Miserable in our ordinary play. Dance with sorrow, flirt with pain, Ordinary lives, extraordinary disdain. [Chorus] Here’s to the miserable, clinking glasses high, Underneath this stormy sky. Love’s a battle, life’s a war, We’re all soldiers, what are we fighting for? [Verse 2] Stepped into love, or a landmine? Hard to tell when you’re toeing the line. The horrible beckons, with its silent roar, Hold tight to misery, who could ask for more? [Bridge] Raise a toast to the blind, the lost, To the lovers who paid the cost. Horrible or miserable, take your pick, Life spins the wheel, click, click, click. [Chorus] Here’s to the miserable, clinking glasses high, Underneath this stormy sky. Love’s a battle, life’s a war, We’re all soldiers, what are we fighting for? [Outro] So we laugh, and we cry, In the comedy beneath this sky. Lucky to be miserable, or so they say, In the grand tragicomedy we play. [Chorus] Here’s to the miserable, clinking glasses high, Underneath this stormy sky. Love’s a battle, life’s a war, We’re all soldiers, what are we fighting for? [Outro] So we laugh, and we cry, In the comedy beneath this sky. Lucky to be miserable, or so they say, In the grand tragicomedy we play. [Forte Fortissimo] [Chorus] Here’s to the miserable, clinking glasses high, (oo-aah) Underneath this stormy sky. (aah, aah) Love’s a battle, life’s a war, (ooh yeah) We’re all soldiers, what are we fighting for? (what for?) [Chorus] Here’s to the miserable, clinking glasses high, (aah, you know it) Underneath this stormy sky. (aah, aah yeah yeah) Love’s a battle, life’s a war, (ooh yeah it is) We’re all soldiers, what are we fighting for? (what for, what for?) [Outro] What for? What for? What for... [Angelic Choir Arrives] [Chorus] Here’s to the miserable, clinking glasses high, Underneath this stormy sky. Love’s a battle, life’s a war, We’re all soldiers, what are we fighting for? [Outro] So we laugh, and we cry, In the comedy beneath this sky. Lucky to be miserable, or so they say, In the grand tragicomedy we play. [Full-on with Band and Choir] [Chorus] Here’s to the miserable, clinking glasses high, Underneath this stormy sky. Love’s a battle, life’s a war, We’re all soldiers, what are we fighting for? [Chorus] Here’s to the miserable, clinking glasses high, Underneath this stormy sky. Love’s a battle, life’s a war, We’re all soldiers, what are we fighting for? [Outro] So we laugh, and we cry, In the comedy beneath this sky. Lucky to be miserable, or so they say, In the grand tragicomedy we play. [Outro] So we laugh, and we cry, In the comedy beneath this sky. Lucky to be miserable, or so they say, In the grand tragicomedy we play. [Outro] In the comedy beneath this sky. Lucky to be miserable, or so they say, In the grand tragicomedy we play.