The Pogues

How come when I got the ace of hearts
Ya always draw the ace of spades
How's it when your best friend
Brings you lillies on your birthday
Hey how come, hey how come
Well I ain't superstitious, but well these things I see
How come, how come
I ain't a superstitious fella, but it worries me
How come when your local clergy calls
He tells me that you shouldn't wear black
What kind of bread are you gonna' bake
With that hemlock in your spice rack
Hey how come, hey how come
Well I ain't superstitious, but well these things I see