Rather Be Dead - The Revolvers

My life is a dead end street

There’s no cause for turning back

I am out of luck all over again

Born to lose tatooed on my neck

I don’t care what you’re thinking of me

'Cause I know we will rot in hell

Don’t ask me, «How are you doing today?»

'Cause the answer will be not well

Ain’t got no girl or have many friends

Lost my money at a gambling place

Drinking too much, every day’s the same

I cannot look into my ugly face

I don’t care what you’re thinking of me

'Cause I know we will rot in hell

Don’t ask me, «How are you doing today?»

'Cause the answer will be not well

I’d rather be dead, let’s go to hell

It’s not hard to understand, plain to see

I am the loser in the end

There’s no way to escape from all this

Bad luck is waiting and no place to hide

I’m a burnout on a rainy day

Somebody there who wants to kill me tonight

I don’t care what you say about me My life’s for sale, I’m gonna burn in hell

And if tomorrow doesn’t come anymore

For me it would be just as well

I’d rather be dead, let’s go to hell

It’s not hard to understand, plain to see

I am the loser in the end