SONGDOGLoser Heaven Lyrics
When you came in the door the draught from the past blew
out my candle.
So you found God at last, donít play much poker no more.
And you smiled and said ĎIím fineí and you still got Dan
I said Iíll take you down the Via Dolorosa to where my
friends are at,
Repo-men and junkies, rent-boys, loan-sharks and guys
Itís kind of like loser heavenÖÖÖÖ.
By the hallelujah lamp-post lives a bag-lady with a sack
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of spells to sell,
Her Daddy'd been a hangman she said, she still goes puts
daisies on his grave.
And then maybe we could stop
By Kinky Alís Motorcycle Shop
Itís just a crummy gig I play for change, just a toilet
but itís good for my self-esteem,
And when Al gets up to do his Patsy Cline thing
I work my way through his harem,
And itís like Iím in loser heaven .ÖÖÖÖ.
these lyrics are submitted by kaan