Lyrics Loser = Weed - The Residents

Loser = Weed

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