in the time of chimpanzees i was a monkey
butane in my veins and i’m out to cut the junkie
with the plastic eyeballs spraypaint the vegetables
dog food stalls with the beefcake pantyhose
kill the headlights and put it in neutral
stock car flaming with the loser in the cruise control
baby’s in reno with the vitamin d
got a couple of couches sleep on the loveseat
someone came in saying i’m insane to complain
about a shotgun wedding and a stain on my shirt
don’t believe everything that you breathe
you get a parking violation and a maggot on your sleeve
so shave your face with some mace in the dark
saving all your food stamps and burning down the trailer park
yo cut it
soy un perdedor
i’m a loser baby so why don’t you kill me
double barrel buckshot
soy un perdedor
i’m a loser baby so why don’t you kill me
the forces of evil in a bozo nightmare
ban all the music with the phony gas chamber
’cause one’s got a weasel and the other’s got a flag
one’s on the pole shove the other in a bag
with the rerun shows and the cocaine nosejob
the daytime crap of the folksinger slob
he hung himself with a string
a slab of turkeyneck and it’s hanging from a pigeon wing
you can’t write if you can’t relate
trade the cash for the beat for the body for the heat
and my time is a piece of wax falling on a termite
who’s choking on the splinters
soy un perdedor
i’m a loser baby so why don’t you kill me
get crazy with the cheese whiz
soy un perdedor
i’m a loser baby so why don’t you kill me
driveby body pierce
yo bring it on down
i’m a driver i’m a winner
things are gonna change i can feel it
soy un perdedor
i’m a loser baby so why don’t you kill me
i can’t believe you
soy un perdedor
i’m a loser baby so why don’t you kill me
soy un perdedor
i’m a loser baby so why don’t you kill me
sprechen sie deutsch eh baby
soy un perdedor
i’m a loser baby so why don’t you kill me
know what i’m sayin’
Artist: Beck
Year: 1994
Decade: 90s
Language: en
Word Count: 203