Låttexter: Weird Al Yankovic. Bad Hair Day. Alternative Polka.

Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser, baby
So why don't you kill me?
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser, baby
So why don't you kill me?
Hey

I am, I am, I am
I said I wanna get next to you
I said I'm gonna get close to you
You wouldn't want me have to hurt you too
Hurt you too

I know you want what's on my mind
I know you like what's on my mind
I know it eats you up inside
I know you know, you know, you know

Here I come, I come, I come, I come
Here I come, I come, I come

'Cause all I wanna do is have some fun
I got a feelin' I'm not the only one
All I wanna do is have some fun
I got a feelin' I'm not the only one
All I wanna do is have some fun
Until the sun comes up over Santa Monica Boulevard

Help me, I broke apart my insides
Help me, I've got no soul to sell
Help me, the only thing that works for me
Help me get away from myself

I wanna, you like an animal
I wanna feel you from the inside
I wanna, you like an animal
My whole existence is flawed
You get me closer to God
Hey, hey, hey

You bang bang bang bang bang
Blame blame blame
You bang bang bang bang bang
It's not my thing so let it go

'Cause the love that you gave
That we made wasn't able to make it enough
For you to be open wide, no
And every time you speak her name
Does she know how you told me
You'd hold me until you died, 'til you died
Well you're still alive

And I'm here to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It's not fair to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You oughta know
Hey

Despite all my rage, I am still just a rat in a cage
Despite all my rage, I am still just a rat in a cage
And someone will say what is lost can never be saved
Despite all my rage, I am still just a rat in a cage

I love all of you
Hurt by the cold
So hard and lonely too
When you don't know yourself

I don't owe you anything
I don't owe you anything
I don't owe you anything
I don't owe you anything

Black hole sun won't you come
And wash away the rain?
Black hole sun won't you come?
Won't you come?

Black hole sun, black hole sun
Won't you come?
Black hole sun, black hole sun
Won't you come?
Black hole sun, black hole sun

Do you have the time to listen to me whine
About nothing and everything all at once?
I am one of those melodramatic fools
Neurotic to the bone, no doubt about it

Sometimes I give myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up, I think I'm cracking up
And am I just paranoid or am I just stoned?
Or am I just stoned?
Hey