Beck – Loser

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 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 burning down the trailer park
Yo, cut itSoy 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 nose-job
The daytime crap of the folksinger slob
He hung himself with a guitar string
A slab of turkey-neck and its hanging from a pigeon wing
You can’t get right if you can’t relate
Trade the cash for the beat 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?
(Get crazy with the cheese whiz)
Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?
(Drive-by 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’?)