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In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey
butane in my veins and Iīm 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 flaminī with a loser and the cruise control
babyīs in Reno with the vitamin D
got a couple of couches, sleep on the love-seat
someone came in sayinī Iīm insane to complain
about a shotgun wedding and a stain on my shirt
donīt 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
savinī all your food stamps and burninī down the trailer park
(yo. Cut it.)
Soy un perdedor
Iīm a loser baby, so why donīt you kill me?
(double-barrel buckshy)
Soy un perdedor
Iīm a loser baby, so why donīt you kill me?
Forces of evil on a bozo nightmare
ban all the music with a phony gas chamber
īcuz oneīs got a weasel and the otherīs got a flag
oneīs 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 itīs hanginī from a pigeon wing
you canīt write if you canīt relate
trade the cash for the beef for the body for the hate
and my time is a piece of wax fallinī on a termite
thatīs chokinī on the splinters
Soy un perdedor
Iīm a loser baby, so why donīt you kill me?
(get crazy with the cheeze whiz)
Soy un perdedor
Iīm a loser baby, so why donīt you kill me?
(drive-by body-pierce)
(yo bring it on down)
soooooooyy....
(chorus backwards)
(Iīm a driver, Iīm the winner; things are gonna change I can feel it)
Soy un perdedor
Iīm a loser baby, so why donīt you kill me?
(I canīt believe you)
Soy un perdedor
Iīm a loser baby, so why donīt you kill me?
Soy un perdedor
Iīm a loser baby, so why donīt you kill me?
[repeat]
(Sprechen sie Deutches, baby)
Soy un perdedor
Iīm a loser baby, so why donīt you kill me?
(Know what Iīm sayinī?)
Translate to:
In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey
butane in my veins and Iīm 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 flaminī with a loser and the cruise control
babyīs in Reno with the vitamin D
got a couple of couches, sleep on the love-seat
someone came in sayinī Iīm insane to complain
about a shotgun wedding and a stain on my shirt
donīt 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
savinī all your food stamps and burninī down the trailer park
(yo. Cut it.)
Soy un perdedor
Iīm a loser baby, so why donīt you kill me?
(double-barrel buckshy)
Soy un perdedor
Iīm a loser baby, so why donīt you kill me?
Forces of evil on a bozo nightmare
ban all the music with a phony gas chamber
īcuz oneīs got a weasel and the otherīs got a flag
oneīs 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 itīs hanginī from a pigeon wing
you canīt write if you canīt relate
trade the cash for the beef for the body for the hate
and my time is a piece of wax fallinī on a termite
thatīs chokinī on the splinters
Soy un perdedor
Iīm a loser baby, so why donīt you kill me?
(get crazy with the cheeze whiz)
Soy un perdedor
Iīm a loser baby, so why donīt you kill me?
(drive-by body-pierce)
(yo bring it on down)
soooooooyy....
(chorus backwards)
(Iīm a driver, Iīm the winner; things are gonna change I can feel it)
Soy un perdedor
Iīm a loser baby, so why donīt you kill me?
(I canīt believe you)
Soy un perdedor
Iīm a loser baby, so why donīt you kill me?
Soy un perdedor
Iīm a loser baby, so why donīt you kill me?
[repeat]
(Sprechen sie Deutches, baby)
Soy un perdedor
Iīm a loser baby, so why donīt you kill me?
(Know what Iīm sayinī?)