| E/G# | A | |
| With a little | luck, we can help it | out, |
| A/B | E | |
| we can make this | whole damn thing work o | ut. |
| E/G# | A | |
| With a little | love, we can lay it d | own, |
| A/B | C#m7 | |
| can't you feel the | town exploding? |
| F#m | C#7 | F#m7 | C#7 | |
| There is no | end to what we can | do together (to | gether). |
| F#m | C#7 | F#m7 | C#7 | |
| There is no | end, | there is no | end. |
| F#m7 | C#7 | DMaj7 | |
| The willow | turns his back on in | clement weather. |
| A/B | E | |
| And if | he can do, we can do it, just me and y | ou. |
| And a little luck we can clear it up, |
| we can bring it in for a landing. |
| With a little luck we can turn it on, |
| there can be no misunderstanding. |
| There is no end to what... |
| With a little push we could set it off, |
| we can send it rocketing skywards. |
| With a little love we could shake it up, |
| don't you feel the comet exploding? |
| (With a little luck, we can help...) |
| (With a little luck, with a little luck,...) |
| End:(A/D C#m7 F#m/B E A/D C#m7 A/B E) |