*ALL Luck Looks Good on Me*

Candy Starling] [Rapid lyrics remain fully sung, never rapped] [Cold Open, Turkish clarinet curl, distant zurna, one heel strike] One black cat Two green eyes Thirteen candles… Watch me arrive. [Davul strike, immediate hook] [Opening Chorus] Bad luck looks good on me Black cat walking in time with me Thirteen candles, let them see Bad luck looks good on me Let the mirror break Let the old bells ring Every little curse is a diamond to me You call it danger I call it destiny Bad luck looks good on me [Verse 1, rapid melodic delivery over dark hip-hop pocket] Black rose, black glass, black car at the gate Clock struck twelve, but I never run late Broken mirror trying to split my name I walk through once, it comes back whole again Salt on my shoulder, gold at my throat Every little warning only tightens the note No rabbit’s foot, no borrowed belief I wear the omen like it was made for me [Pre-Chorus, shifting into Turkish 9/8] Turn the lock Turn the key Turn every eye in the room toward me Davul roll Fiddle climb If trouble wants a dance It can fall in line [Chorus, fiddle and Turkish clarinet answering Candy] Bad luck looks good on me Black cat walking in time with me Thirteen candles, let them see Bad luck looks good on me Let the mirror break Let the old bells ring Every little curse is a diamond to me You call it danger I call it destiny Bad luck looks good on me [Post-Chorus, reverberating female layers] Looks good… So good… Come closer… If you could. [Verse 2, faster fully pitched phrases] Wedding drums race, old fiddle cuts the air Old-world fire in my modern stare Low bass crawling like a black limousine Masked ghosts part for the woman in green Left heel Right turn Emerald flash I don’t need luck when I move this fast Chandeliers shake But I never spill The whole night trembles When I stand still [Pre-Chorus 2, instruments climbing beneath every line] Zurna cry Snare crack Every curse turns gold when I answer back Fiddle laugh Whole room lean Nobody wears bad luck better than me [Chorus 2, larger orchestra and rising vocal counterline] Bad luck looks good on me Black cat walking in time with me Thirteen candles, let them see Bad luck looks good on me Let the mirror break Let the old bells ring Every shattered piece throws light on me You call it danger I call it destiny Bad luck looks good on me [Breakdown, solo fiddle, heartbeat drum and deep bass] Maybe I was born Under a crooked star Maybe every wrong turn Brought me this far Luck is a lover That leaves when it can I dance with the darkness… And I still lead the band. [Acceleration, rapid rising sung cascade] One spark Two steps Three bells ring Four black roses Five strings sing Six drums running Seven shadows spun Eight doors open Nine ghosts come Ten old warnings Can’t hold me in Eleven mirrors Twelve masks spin Thirteen candles Bend and see… Every piece of bad luck Looks good on me! [Instrumental Collision, Turkish clarinet and Eastern European fiddle duel over heavy low-end] [Final Chorus, whole-step key lift, full female ensemble] Bad luck looks good on me Black cat walking in time with me Thirteen candles bow to me Bad luck looks good on me Let the mirror break Let the whole world ring Every little curse wears an emerald sheen You call it danger I call it destiny Bad luck looks good… Good on me! [Reverberating Blackout, instruments disappear one by one] Bad luck looks good on me… [Echo] Good on me… [Longer echo] On me… [Distant fiddle harmonic] Me… [Whisper] Fade to black.