Song Description
Snap shots of two people who have completely lost their way -- and likely their minds -- along the road of life.
The narrator is certainly arrogant about this at first glance -- but in reality, he is openly fearful that he is on the same path.
Song Length |
4:25 |
Genre |
Country - Alternative, Folk - Country |
Lyrics
Look at the loser
don't her make you sick
psychotic boozer
showing off his angry dick
what does he want?
what are his daydreams made of?
what has he got?
has he ever known that thing called love?
And the race is on, by God it's on
and he's losing it
his sanity is gone
and all he's left with is the shit
that swims between his eyes
it makes no sense but it's no surprise
to me
just tell me, what was he
when he was twenty three?
She is a bagger
some ordinary freak
a crazed tongue wagger
sleeping on a dead end street
what does she want?
to store inside her heart?
what has she got?
and what has ripped her mind apart?
And the race is on, by God it's on
and she's losing it
her sanity is gone
and all she's left with is the shit
that swims inside her brain
it stomps and spits and raises Cain
at me
just tell me, what was she
when she was twenty three?
I am a stoner
lost inside myself
shy horny boner
who's happiest when life is hell
what do I want?
there's so much that's out of reach
what have I got?
when life has sucked me dry
just like some leach
And the race is on, by God it's on
and I'm losing it
my sanity is gone
and all I'm left with is the shit
that swims inside my headdon;t make me get up outta bed
early
ambition dies in me
when I was twenty three!