people that are gettin' They are blind You changed the channel And there's nothin' there You weren't born pretty And it isn't fair... Here's to the losers
Traducere: Warrior Soul. Losers.
The people that are gettin' They are blind You changed the channel And there's nothin' there You weren't born pretty And it isn't fair... Here's to the losers
(kinky friedman) They say that even jesus hates a loser And when you die you go to hockey hell And when your soul gets sent down, There'll be the devil
now keep is just damned commonplace misery Hey man! What is this?! Sounds like wail of a wimp Did you let loser side take command?! Where's the warrior
all make believe Liar; how you sacrificed my soul Got no wish of growing old And when I die at last; I won't miss you To the warrior from the loser;
my heart Take my thoughts, don't turn away, only You can shine my day (You know) I will survive in Your Star! Lost in the nights, my soul is rising and
White warrior I'm walking around off this darkness I'm singing the last saddest song I'm trading my life with the death souls Come back White warrior
jump up, we ain't stressin Just aggressive by fear to beat and choke the white folk Let's get ready to rumble! In the jungle nobody loves a loser cause
[Verse 1] I do work and I'm workin' it with the will of a warrior I'll take on 54 of ya, nah, I'll even take more of ya Competition is great, and keeps
