I'm a Loser
U.F.O. Lyrics


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Last train's eleven, it's now quarter past
Why are you trying to make the evening move so fast
I'm in real trouble but I can't go back home
They locked the doors and I'm left out alone

[Chorus]
You can come to my place and sleep on the couch
Lots of people do it and we won't leave you out
Hard times out on the Street
Hard times, hard to beat
The painted lies they all hand you
I'm a loser on the road
I'm a loser on the road, yeah

Huston station and it's cold as ice
All night specials, they move you on
But me and Ginger over there
We got this thing where we really take care

[Chorus]





I'm a loser, I'm a loser
I'm a loser

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "I'm a Loser" by U.F.O. strike a melancholic tone as they paint a picture of a lone traveler who is stranded and homeless in a strange city. The train has already left, and now there is no way to travel back home. The singer is in despair, and the night seems to be moving too fast, emphasizing the urgency of his situation. He feels lost and helpless, a loser on the road, unsure of where to go or what to do.


The chorus presents a glimmer of hope as the singer offers a place to stay. He implicitly emphasizes that he has been down the same road before and thus empathizes with others who are facing similar struggles. He highlights the hard times on the street and the painted lies that people are often told. It is a reflection of the reality of life for people who are marginalized and struggling to survive.


In the second verse, the setting is Houston station, and the night is cold as ice. The singer is with a woman named Ginger, and they have each other's backs. They share a bond and look out for one another in a harsh world. The repetitive "I'm a loser" at the end is a reflection of how society often categorizes struggling individuals but fails to acknowledge the complexities of their struggles.


Line by Line Meaning

Last train's eleven, it's now quarter past
It's getting late and the singer is running out of options


Why are you trying to make the evening move so fast
The singer is addressing someone who is trying to hasten the night's events


I'm in real trouble but I can't go back home
The singer cannot return to their home due to an unknown issue


They locked the doors and I'm left out alone
The artist is locked out of a building and has no one to turn to for help


You can come to my place and sleep on the couch
The artist offers a place to stay for someone who is in need


Lots of people do it and we won't leave you out
The singer reassures the person that they won't be turned away and that this is a common occurrence for them


Hard times out on the street
The singer acknowledges the difficult situation they and others face in life


Hard times, hard to beat
Despite the challenges, the artist is determined to persevere


The painted lies they all hand you
The artist implies that society often deceives individuals and feeds them false information


I'm a loser on the road
The artist acknowledges their current state and feels like they are not making progress


Houston Station and it's cold as ice
The location of the singer is cold and uninviting


All night specials, they move you on
The artist implies that certain establishments only cater to individuals for a limited time and will move them out quickly


But me and Ginger over there
The singer informs the listener about their companion, Ginger


We got this thing where we really take care
The singer shares their close relationship with Ginger and implies they have each other's back


I'm a loser, I'm a loser
The singer doubles down on their self-perceived shortcomings and lack of progress.




Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., HELENE BLUE MUSIQUE LTD
Written by: MICHAEL SCHENKER, PHIL MOGG

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