I'm sending out a call to arms
From the cities to the farms
To the sounding of alarms
With all the bells and whistles
Took my prize, hung my plaque
Pat our big collective back
And then got drunk on Cracker Jack
And emailed my epistle
Well, I must be the lucky one
The luckiest in luckydom
Who reached the moon but wound up numb
Now that I've had my fun
Here comes the millennium
Knowing love every day
My baby wants to be that way
But I can't bring myself to say
How I can't hope for cryin'
Things got bad, things got worse
I got loaded in a hearse
And all I needed was a nurse
Believe me, I'm not lyin'
Well, I must be the lucky one
The luckiest in luckydom
Who reached the moon but wound up numb
Now that I've had my fun
Here comes the millennium
Well, I must be the lucky one
I'm the luckiest in luckydom
Reached the Moon but wound up numb
Well, I must be the lucky one
The luckiest in luckydom
Reached the moon but wound up numb
Let's call this party done
Here comes the millennium
Such a lucky one, such a lucky one
Such a lucky one, such a lucky one
Such a lucky one, such a lucky one
Lucky One was written by Michael Penn.
Lucky One was produced by Brendan O’Brien.