The hurricane had left a crooked path After the rain had stopped pouring down So I grabbed my fishing pole And a cooler filled with beer Hoping the weather would stay clear As I headed out of town I drove my pickup truck to the backwaters The water there looked mean and brown I tried to park my truck but The wheels got stuck in the mud from the flood and said to myself I shoulda stayed in town I'm stuck in the muck (He's stuck in the muck) In my Ford pick up truck (In his Ford pick up truck) Just my fuckin' luck (Just his fuckin' luck) Like my life has been in Hathian my truck and me are both stuck in the muck (His life and truck are stuck in the muck) This bad luck really sucks Stuck in the muck I gave up on fishing and the stuck truck And grabbed my cooler of beer Then hitch hiked back to town Got to my home and laid back down Drinking my beer and thinking Will my life ever get better here? (Probably not! Just more bad luck) My life is stuck in the muck I'm stuck in the muck (He's stuck in the muck) In my Ford pick up truck (In his Ford pick up truck) Just my fuckin' luck (Just his fuckin' luck) Like my life has been in Hathian my truck and me are both stuck in the muck (His life and truck are stuck in the muck) This bad luck really sucks Stuck in the muck Just like the truck, my life here is Stuck in the muck
