DESCRIPTION:
From Annakin Slayd's 3rd album, "Leave it to Us".

Featured in Letterkenny Season 2 episode 1. When the hockey players roll up to the fruit stand, boys.

Produced by Cryzor Beatz
Recorded at Stalwart Empire Studio in Montreal, QC
Mixed and Mastered by Kevin Jardine at Uplift Studios in Montreal, QC
Written by Andreas Farrar & Christian Gruening
Additional Vocals: Leesa Mackey

Stream it on Spotify
https://play.spotify.com/album/4WLXRPuxQ4GxscdBTxDMyI?play=true&utm_source=open.spotify.com&utm_medium=open

iTunes
https://itun.es/ca/dtLS_

Amazon
https://www.amazon.com/Luckiest-Man-Alive/dp/B019GMA0D4

Lyrics
Sometimes I, I stress about the score of the game, I
I bitch about the snow and the rain, I
I lust for the glory and the fame, I
Stress about how I gotta cope with the pain, I
Worry about all the fakeness around us
Worry about all the hate that surrounds us
See the news on the tube and I down it
And my faith in the world takes a pounding
Sometimes I’m short on cash
Sometimes I finish last
Sometimes they troll my channel post and say my joint is trash
Get depressed by the pressure I’m under
Stress about the oppression among us
Get all scared my career is a blunder
And forget that the truth’s in the numbers
I had a lot of obstacles laid in my path
But I’m still alive, buddy boy I’ma last

If you living right, Go ahead and stand up
If you loving life, show me all your hands up
If you feel lucky, Go ahead and stand up
If you feel like it, show me all your hands up
Sometimes I spread out wide open arms
And point my hands to the sky
Brutha I’m counting all my stars
Cause I’m the luckiest man alive

Sometimes I forget I was raised in MTL, hey
And now I’m in my prime under the sun in LA
Sometimes I don’t know who I am
Sometimes I don’t know where I stand
Sometimes I feel like I don’t belong
Sometimes I feel like I’ve fought so long
Yeah you know I’ve been wrong, But I’ve known all along
That I would always going on spittin truth through song
Here’s to life on all of our terms
Here’s to the love that we don’t gotta earn
Here’s to the dream cause we all gotta yearn
Here’s to the smoke cause we all gotta burn
Two blocks from ground zero when the trade towers crashed
But I’m still alive, buddy boy I’ma last

If you living right, Go ahead and stand up
If you loving life, show me all your hands up
If you feel lucky, Go ahead and stand up
If you feel like it, show me all your hands up
Sometimes I spread out wide open arms
And point my hands to the sky
Brutha I’m counting all my stars
Cause I’m the luckiest man alive

Breathe it in, breathe it in, take it all, count your lucky stars, count your lucky stars
Won’t be here long, we ain’t here forever and ever and ever and ever

Breathe it in, take it all, count out all your stars
We ain’t here long, we ain’t here forever
Breathe it in, take it all, count out all your stars
Stalwarts stand tall, we’re in this together

Everybody count your stars, everybody count your stars
And point your hands to the sky, point your hands to the sky