Beautiful Loser

You belong among the wild flowers picked at the side of the road
You belong among the silent hours and broken telephones
You belong among the TV screens with sound turned down again
You belong where there’s CCTV watching you every day
Well you beautiful loser
You beautiful lay
You beautiful loser, you’re coming down the hard way
You belong under electric lights with the hand me down surrounds
You belong out in the countryside with your hands deep down in the ground
Well you beautiful loser
You beautiful lay
You beautiful loser, you’re coming down the hard way
…your brain is drip connected to the satellite
Your heart is not a part of your brain
Aesthetics and inventions well they pass you by
And complicate your day…
You belong sat on a motorbike doing 161 in the rain
50cc thru the wild life getting trashed in the slow lane
You beautiful loser
You beautiful lay
You beautiful loser I said you’re coming down the hard way…