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