Lowlife - Theory Of A Deadman

You know I’ll be the one who gets falling down drunk

At my neighbor kid’s soccer game

I’ve got an '82 Fiero with a car seat in the middle

Broken down on the interstate

I’ve got a beer-stained t-shirt, looking like Joe Dirt

Something 'bout me just ain’t right

I’m a cash-stealing, drug-dealing loser without any feeling

Getting trailer trashed tonight

'cause I’m a lowlife, and I’m loving it

I’ve got the whole damn world in the palm of my hand

I’m a lowlife, so fucking deal with it

No, you can’t change something that you don’t understand

I’m thrilled to be a hillbilly, hate to have to deal with me

Probably just end in a fight

No sleeves, can’t read, doesn’t even phase me

Naked, sleeping like a baby tonight

Living it up, living it up

Being a lowlife

A gun-packing, bitch-smacking, mess with me, it’s gonna happen

Loving life, living in sin

Passed out, on the floor, sorry, just don’t work no more

Giving up on giving in

Ah, fuck it!

Cause I’m a lowlife, and I’m lovin' it

I’m never gonna change as long as I live

I’m a lowlife, so fucking deal with it

Cause deep down I really know everyone is

Living it up, living it up

Being a low life