Loser's Lament

Loser's Lament - Black Lips

When the boy became a man

Put away his childish things

And he left his home and left his childish sorrow

He set out to make a plan

And he kitted out with haste

But he couldn't earn and he was forced to borrow

He would walk alone a mile

He would suffer with a smile

He would give his final dime to his brother

He would give away his all

And he'd stumble lurch and fall

And he'd spend alone at night in the gutter

But he bore his burden proud

As he tried to get away

With things that hounor life

And he gave up everything

Just to hear his freedom ring

And he hoped for better things for tomorrow

And one day it came to pass

After giving up his last

He could not obtain his cash to carry onward

So the boy become a man

Had to make his final stand

And he died without a friend to do him honor

But he bore his burden proud

As he tried to get away

With things that honor life

And he gave up everything

Just to hear his freedom ring

And he hoped for better things for tomorrow