The Alternative Polka

Soy un perdidor

I'm a loser, baby

So why don't you kill me?

Soy un perdidor

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 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

Here I come I come I come I come

Here I come I come I come

All I wanna do is have some fun

I gotta feeling I'm not the only one

All I wanna do is have some fun

I gotta feeling 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-ou-ou-ou-ou 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 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-oh-oh-oh-oh-ned?

Hey!