breathe in right away, nothing seems to fill this place
i need this every time, take your lies get off my case
some day i will find, a love that flows through me like this
this will fall away, this will fall away
you're getting closer, to pushing me off of life's little edge
cause i'm a loser and sooner or later you know i'll be dead
you're getting closer, you're holding the fall
cause i'm a loser, i'm a loser, yeah
this is getting old, i can't break these chains that i hold
my body's growing cold, there's nothin left of this mind or my soul
addiction needs a pacifier, the buzz of this poison is taking me higher
this will fall away, this will fall away
you're getting closer, to pushing me off of life's little edge
cause i'm a loser and sooner or later you know i'll be dead
you're getting closer, you're holding the rope and i'm taking the fall
cause i'm a loser
you're getting closer, to pushing me off of life's little edge
cause i'm a loser and sooner or later you know i'll be dead
you're getting closer, you're holding the rope and i'm taking the fall
cause i'm a loser
i'm sick and tired of people like you
you think you're clever but you haven't a clue
a two watt light bulb is brighter than you
i'm sick and tired of people like you
you want it, you got it
come take it, it's over here
you want it, you got it
come take it, is that not clear?
you want it, you got it
come take it, i'll do it for you
you want it, you got it
come take it, just cross the line
the moral of the adventure is this
take me for granted you are taking the piss
i'd rather wind up with nothing at all
than take a loser like you through it all
you want it, you got it
come take it, it's over here
you want it, you got it
come take it, is that not clear?
you want it, you got it
come take it, i'll do it for you
you want it, you got it
come take it, just cross the line
[Father] Look at you, lying there, defenceless and alone
See I am no fool, I always knew you wouldn't make it on your own
Cos you're just like your mother, well, where is she now?
You'll end up like her soon, 6 feet under ground, loser!
I came here to watch you bleed, oh how I love to gloat
If you had any balls at all, you'd grab me by the throat
You don't even look like me, ha! Not even close!
You're an aberration, some freak...I suppose, loser!
I had my fun, I'm going back to the place I don't call home
There's no one there who waits for me, but you won't hear me moan
My ex-wives all sue me, and with half my kids in jail
I'll still come out laughing, coz me? I never fail, loser!
[Rage] NEVER! NEVER! NEVER! NEVER! NEVER! NEVER! NEVER! NEVER!
Killing it from afar, go tell it in a bar
You're killing it from afar my father!
türkçe'de "kaybeden" , "yenilen", "yenilmeye mahkum" gibi tonla karşılığı olan, sözüm ona ingilizce terim kullanarak bir baltaya sap olduğunu düşünen zihniyetin kullandığı ingilizce sözcük.
bu durumu en iyi canlandıranlardan biri belkide en iyisi sidewaysfilmindeki paul giamatti nin canladırdığı miles karakteridir.. belki biraz al bundyyarışabilir bunla birde..
In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey
Butane in my veins and Im out to cut the junkie
With the plastic eyeballs, spray-paint the vegetables
Dog food stalls with the beefcake pantyhose
Kill the headlights and put it in neutral
Stock car flamin with a loser and the cruise control
Babys in reno with the vitamin d
Got a couple of couches, sleep on the love-seat
Someone came in sayin Im insane to complain
About a shotgun wedding and a stain on my shirt
Dont believe everything that you breathe
You get a parking violation and a maggot on your sleeve
So shave your face with some mace in the dark
Savin all your food stamps and burnin down the trailer park
Yo. cut it.
Soy un perdedor
Im a loser baby, so why dont you kill me?
Soy un perdedor
Im a loser baby, so why dont you kill me?
Forces of evil on a bozo nightmare
Ban all the music with a phony gas chamber
cuz ones got a weasel and the others got a flag
Ones on the pole, shove the other in a bag
With the rerun shows and the cocaine nose-job
The daytime crap of the folksinger slob
He hung himself with a guitar string
A slab of turkey-neck and its hangin from a pigeon wing
You cant write if you cant relate
Trade the cash for the beef for the body for the hate
And my time is a piece of wax fallin on a termite
Thats chokin on the splinters
Soy un perdedor
Im a loser baby, so why dont you kill me?
(get crazy with the cheese whiz)
Soy un perdedor
Im a loser baby, so why dont you kill me?
(drive-by body-pierce)
(yo bring it on down)
Soooooooyy....
(Im a driver, Im a winner; things are gonna change I can feel it)
Soy un perdedor
Im a loser baby, so why dont you kill me?
(I cant believe you)
Soy un perdedor
Im a loser baby, so why dont you kill me?
Soy un perdedor
Im a loser baby, so why dont you kill me?
(schprechen sie deutches, baby)
Soy un perdedor
Im a loser baby, so why dont you kill me?
(know what Im sayin? )
bir dönem almanya'dakipunklara verilen isimdir. sonra amerika'nın ilgisini çekip tüm dizilerde, filmlerde punk gençliği yansıtmak için kullanılan bir benzetme haline gelmiştir.
You're getting closer,
to pushing me off of life's little edge
Cause I'm a loser
and sooner or later You know I'll be dead
You're getting closer
You're holding the rope and I'm taking the fall
Cause I'm a loser
I'm a loser, yeah
kısmı ile insanı kendinden alan şarkıdır.her genç insana şiddetle tavsiye edilesidir.
genelde post ergenlik döneminde görülen bi triptir. belirli yaşa gelen genç "kimse beni anlamıyo", "kimse beni sevmiyo", "hayat anlamsızmış be abi" bunalımlarına girer, olay eşten dosttan duyulan müzik gruplarının dinlenmesiyle beraber (bkz: radiohead) (bkz: creep) tırmanır. bir iki kitapla (bkz: yabanci) , (bkz: kafka) , (bkz: tutunamayanlar) desteklenir. çevreyi gözlemleyip loser arkadaşlarının giydiği markalardan kendisine bir loser kostümü uydurarak akar ortamlara. artık genç kendini tam bir loser olarak görmektedir. ortam istanbul ise akmar' a istiklal'e barlara falan takılır genç birey. en olmadık en anlamsız yerlerde içmeye başlar. en kitap okunmayacak yerde kitap okur, bu kadıköy de alakasız bi binanın giriş merdivenleri veya gürültülü bir rock bar da hoparlörün yanı olabilir, farketmez. ceplerinde para olduğu halde yoldan gelen geçenden "dostum 100bin liran var mı?" şeklinde dilenirler, böylece kendilerini sinyaldeki tinercilerle, şarapçılarla bir hissedip daha bi loser hissedip, daha bi mutlu olurlar. aradan bir kaç ay veya bir kaç sene geçer eleman bakar ki "ulan o kadar loser oldum hala karsı cinsten bi sinyal alabilmiş değilim" fikri kafasına dank edince, düşünür taşınır imaj değiştirmeye karar verir. zaten artık hayatın o kadar anlamsız olmadığını falan da anlamıştır o güne gelene dek. artık siz diyin moda, ben diyim trend neye uygunsa bu uyanış döneminde arkadaş tiki olabilir, islamcı olabilir, ülkücü olabilir,ona göre yeni kostümler hazırlanır ve yeni maceralara yelken açılır...
and life goes on...
