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 the sound turned down again
You belong where there's CCTV
Watching you every day
Well you beautiful loser
Well you beautiful lay
Well 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
Well you beautiful lay
Well you beautiful loser
I said 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 through the wild life
Getting trashed in the slow lane
Well you beautiful loser
Well you beautiful lay
Well you beautiful loser
I said you're coming down the hard way
Well you loser
Well you beautiful lay
Well you beautiful loser
You're coming down the hard way
You're coming down the hard way
You're coming down the hard way
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