Beck - Loser

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, spray-paint the vegetables
Dog food skulls with the beefcake pantyhose
Kill the headlights and put it in neutral
Stock car flaming with the loser in the cruise control
Babys in reno with the vitamin d
Got a couple of couches, sleep on the love-seat
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 burnin down the trailer park

Soy un perdidor
I’m a loser baby, so why dont you kill me?

The forces of evil in a bozo nightmare
Ban all the music with the phony gas chamber
Cos 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 nose-job
The daytime crap of the folksinger slob
He hung himself with a guitar string
A slab of turkey-neck and its hangin from a pigeon wing
So get right if you cant relate
Trade the cash for the beat for the body for the hate
And my time is a piece of wax fallin on a termite
Who’s choking on the splinters

Soy un perdidor
I’m a loser baby, so why dont you kill me?