Loser
Beck Lyrics

In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey
In my youth, I was ignorant and acted like an animal.

Butane in my veins so I'm out to cut the junkie
I am fueled by a dangerous substance and am on a mission to eradicate drug addiction.

With the plastic eyeballs, spray paint the vegetables
In a world of artificiality, even the food we eat is not real, so let's destroy it all.

Dog food stalls with the beefcake pantyhose
Even the most absurd combinations of products are deemed acceptable in a society driven by consumerism.

Kill the headlights and put it in neutral
Let's take a break from the fast-paced lifestyle and just relax for a while.

Stock car flamin' with a loser and the cruise control
Life feels like an out of control race car, but I am resigned to losing so I just let it coast.

Baby's in Reno with the vitamin D
My partner is seeking pleasure elsewhere, away from the mundane routine, perhaps at a gambling destination.

Got a couple of couches, sleep on the love seat
Despite having a luxurious life, I don't have enough meaningful relationships to fill my home with furniture.

Someone keeps sayin' I'm insane to complain
The people around me consider me crazy for expressing my grievances, but that won't stop me.

About a shotgun wedding and a stain on my shirt
I am dealing with the consequences of a hasty, unplanned marriage and am unable to remove the evidence of my recklessness.

Don't believe everything that you read
Media outlets are often misleading, so it's important to maintain a critical mindset.

You get a parking violation and a maggot on your sleeve
The legal system and everyday life can be gruesome and unsanitary, proving the reality is harsh.

So shave your face with some mace in the dark
I don't care about social conventions or my own safety, which can lead to dangerous and painful situations.

Savin' all your food stamps and burnin' down the trailer park
Despite being economically disadvantaged, I am still capable of destruction and chaos.

Yo, cut it
Pause the song for a moment.

Soy un perdedor
I am a loser.

I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me? (double barrel buckshot)
I feel like a failure to the point where death might be preferable.

The forces of evil in a Bozo nightmare
The world seems like a circus full of cruel intentions.

Ban all the music with a phony gas chamber
An absurd move to eliminate art and culture reminds people of the oppressive regime of the past.

'Cause one's got a weasel and the other's got a flag
People are divided and hold different ideas regarding emblems and mascots.

One's on the pole, shove the other in the bag
They are both trying to be victorious, but only one has the power to do so.

With the rerun shows and the cocaine nose job
Entertainment is just an endless cycle of repetition, while drugs exacerbate the sense of self-importance of the rich.

The daytime crap with the folksinger slop
The daytime shows are just as bad and boring, filled with pretentious singers perpetuating falsehoods.

He hung himself with a guitar string
A musician opted for a tragic end with his instrument.

A slab of turkey neck and it's hangin' from a pigeon wing
Even the seemingly meaningless natural scenes around me highlight the macabre.

Gotta get right if you can't relate
If normalcy seems impossible, try to improve yourself instead.

Trade the cash for the beef, for the body, for the hate
The focus on money and physical pleasure is a corrupting influence and fuels animosity.

And my time is a piece of wax fallin' on a termite
Time passes quickly and is often wasted on insignificant things.

That's chokin' on the splinters
The residue of existence is a dangerous substance that has adverse effects.

Sprechen sie Deutsch, baby?
Do you speak German, baby?

Soy un perdedor
I am a loser.

I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me? (Get crazy with the Cheeze Whiz)
I truly feel inadequate, and it may take something ludicrous like spraying Cheese Whiz in my mouth to snap out of it.

Soy un perdedor
I am a loser.

I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me? (Drive-by body pierce)
I am willing to undergo extreme physical pain to mitigate the internal feelings of worthlessness.

(Yo bring it on down)
Bringing the tempo of the song down.

Soy
I am.

(I'm a driver, I'm a winner, things are gonna change I can feel it)
I will continue to lie to myself and say that I am destined for greatness.

Soy un perdedor
I am a loser.

I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me? (I can't believe you)
I am filled with disbelief at how shameful I perceive myself to be.

Soy un perdedor
I am a loser.

I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me?
I feel so dejected that my life seems pointless and unsalvageable.