The losers

The losers

Have you ever wanted
To be someone you’re not
But you look into the world
And you see what you’ve got
There’s nothing there
But brains and guts
Finally open the door
And then it shuts
Look to the center
And I think you’ll find
The people that are gettin’
They are blind
You changed the channel
And there’s nothing there
You weren’t born pretty
And it isn’t fair…
Here’s to the losers
The substance abusers
To the rejects
All the imperfects
‘Cause I think we’re beautiful
‘Cause I think we’re beautiful
‘Cause I think we’re beautiful
No matter what anyone says
I think we’re beautiful
Them most beautiful
In the world
You try for jobs
But they say you’re strange
You’re sportin’ a style
That they call pain
So you get in trouble
And your brain is gone
You’re cryin’ out man
But the words are wrong
Here’s to the losers
The substance abusers
To the rejects
All the imperfects
‘Cause I think we’re beautiful
‘Cause I think we’re beautiful
‘Cause I think we’re beautiful
No matter what anyone says
I think we’re beautiful
Them most beautiful
In the world
I know you’re tired
Of being put down
And all the crap that’s said in town
But you’re the person that matters most
I raise my glass, and make a toast
This one’s for the losers
Substance abusers
To the rejects
All the imperfects
To the retarded
And the broken-hearted
To the starving massses
And the lower classes
‘Cause I think we’re beautiful
‘Cause I think we’re beautiful
‘Cause I think we’re beautiful
No matter what anyone else says
I think we’re beautiful

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