Loser ≅ Weed The Residents

[Vesre 1]
Free-ing, free-ing; free-ing for-tune
Loves he, loves he, the loser with
His gift, his gift, his gift of greed

[Verse 2]
Con-sume, con-sum-ing emp-ty on-
-ion rings, -ion rings and feeling like
And feel, and feel, and feeling like a weed

And feeling like, and feeling like, and feeling like
And feeling like, and feeling like, and feeling like
A weed
A weed
A weed
A weed
A weed
A weed
A weed
A weed

[Verse 3]
Legs are social graces like the names
Of those foreign faces, what more could he do?
He polished up the deli, spread and put his mother
Back in bed and then he, then he went home too