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 stalls with the beefcake pantyhose
Kill the headlights and put it in neutral
Stock car flamin’ 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 came in sayin’ 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
Savin’ all your food stamps and burnin’ 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?

Forces of evil on a bozo nightmare
Ban all the music with a phony gas chamber
’cuz 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 it’s hangin’ 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 fallin’ on a termite
who's chokin’ 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)
Soooooaaaar....

?em llik uoy t'nod yhw os ,ybab resol a m'I adanaC revo raoS
[You can hear hear it if you reverse it.]

(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?
(Nlehh...)
Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?
(Sprechen Sie Deutsch hier, Baby!)
Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?
(know what I’m sayin’? )

I SPRED MY ANKLE, COULDN´T MAKE IT TO THE LONDON INTERNATIONAL MUSIC SHOW I´VE BEEN WAITING TO GO FOR MORE THAN A MONTH, I´M STUCK IN BED, CAN´T GO TO WORK, CAN´T GO TO THE PUB, OR EVEN SUPERMARKET. I HAVE TO RELY ON MY FRIENDS BUT THEY ARE WORKING NOW OR IN THE PUB...
TV SUCKS! WATCHED BIG BROTHER REPEAT AGAIN AND AGAIN. EVEN WATCHED BIG BROTHER LIVE!
JUST REALISED THE BRITISH TV IS MAINLY REALITY SHOWS.
THERE´S REALITY SHOWS ABOUT:

HAIRSTYLIST
13 PEOPLE LIVING TOGETHER IN A HOUSE
ROCK N ROLLERR IN LA
CELEBRITY REHAB
THE APPRENTICE ABOUT BUSINESS...

YOU NAME IT!

CAN SOMEONE BUY ME SOME MILK AND RICE?

COULD´T BE FEELING WORST.

BUT

AFTER THE RAIN COMES SUN SO HERE I AM WAITING,
FOR THE MOMENT, IM A LOSER BABY SO WHY DON´T YOU KILL ME

What it feels like for a girl

A year ago I received the heaviest call saying my mum had breast cancer.

A year later, one breast away, the evil tumor, the demonised bug is now rubish, gone and she is clear.

Now, do you know what it feels like for a girl?