Loser
Lyrics
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 pantyhosefull lyrics...
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 pantyhosefull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
electric rock instrumentationa subtle use of vocal harmony
repetitive melodic phrasing
demanding instrumental part writing
groove based composition
major key tonality
acoustic guitar riffs
a dynamic male vocalist
acoustic rhythm guitars
use of the sitar
prominent synth drums
humorous lyrics
These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me? With the plastic eyeballs, spray-paint the vegetables And my time is a piece of wax, falling on a termite Soy, soy, soy You can't write if you can't relate You get a parking violation and a maggot on your sleeve I'm a driver, I'm the winner So shave your face with some mace in the dark Stock car flaming with a loser and the cruise control Yo, cut it I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me? I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me? I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me? I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me? Soy un perdedor Soy un perdedor In the time of chimpanzees, I was a monkey I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me? Soy un perdedor Baby's in Reno with the vitamin D Soy un perdedor Who's choking on the splinters I slap the turkey neck and it's hanging' from a pigeon wing Songwriters: Beck Hansen, Karl Stephenson Someone keeps saying, I'm insane to complain Publishers: CYANIDE BREATHMINT MUSIC, FUNKY TOE PUBLISHING The forces of evil in a bozo nightmare Kill the headlights and put it in neutral Dog food stalls with the beefcake pantyhose The daytime crap of the folksinger slop I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me? He hung himself with a guitar string Soy un perdedor Soy un perdedor About a shotgun wedding and a stain on my shirt Banned all the music with a phony gas chamber Soy un perdedor Soy un perdedor Trade the cash for the beef for the body for the hate Soy un perdedor I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me? 'Cause one's got a weasel and the other's got a flag And burning' down the trailer park Don't believe everything that you breathe Butane in my veins and I'm out to cut the junkie With the re-run shows and the cocaine nose job Things are gonna change, I can feel it Got a couple of couches, sleep on the love seat One's on the pole, shove the other in a bag I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me? Saving all your food stamps


