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 stalls with the beefcake pantyhose
Kill the headlights and put it in neutral Stock car flaming with a loser and the cruise control Baby's in Reno with the vitamin D Got a couple of couches, sleep on the love seat
Someone keeps 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? Soy un perdedor I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
The forces of evil in a bozo nightmare Banned all the music with a 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 re-run shows and the cocaine nose job The daytime crap of the folksinger slop He hung himself with a guitar string I slap the turkey neck and it's hanging' from a pigeon wing
You can't write if you can't relate Trade the cash for the beef for the body for the hate 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? Soy un perdedor I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me? Soy, soy, soy
I'm a driver, I'm the winner Things are gonna change, I can feel it
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?
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?
Compositores: Karl F Stephenson, Beck David Hansen ECAD: Obra #6190334 Fonograma #2456675