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...