Posts Tagged ‘losers’
September 29, 2019
I’m too old to be such a dumbass
Someday, I’ll pay
For each one of my sins
Catting and carousing
Till daylight
St. Peter’s gonna
Curse my silly grin
I’m too old to be such a dumbass
I’m sorry for
The selfish things I done
I left a trail of heartache
And hurting
I gotta say
I had a lotta fun
I’m too old to be such a dumbass
I’m about to bust
My weary frame
It’s too late for any excuses
I spent a lifetime
Shifting all the blame
I’m too old to be such a dumbass
I feel bad
For all them things I said
I’ve always been
A real late bloomer
I’m gonna change
Right after I am dead
By Richard W. Bray
Tags:Alcoholism, country music, Country Music Lyrics, losers, lyrics
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September 11, 2019
You’re a mean little phony
From your head to your shoes
The fake, fake smile
Of a fake like you
Your tongue is infected
Like the words you spew
The fake, fake charm
Of a fake like you
There’s a blade in the back
For everyone you knew
The fake, fake friendly
Of a fake like you
You said we were perfect
You’d always be true
The fake, fake love
Of a fake like you
Everybody learns
And now I know it too
The fake, fake heart
Of a fake like you
By Richard W. Bray
Tags:country music, Country Music Lyrics, hypocrisy, hypocrites, losers, lyrics, Sylvia Plath
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August 30, 2019
And once they have you, safe and sound,
They want to change you all around.
—Dorothy Parker
I can change him
I can fix him
Make him do
Just what I say
I can bend him
I can mold him
Like a big ole
Ball of clay
I’ll carve him up
Like a banana
He’ll be my
Special toy
If you want
To own a man
Treat him like
A little boy
Men are helpless
Men are silly
Men are stupid
Men are weak
I can guide him
I can dress him
I can change
The way he speaks
He don’t know
No better
He’s a senseless
Waste of life
I’ll own the pockets
In his pants
I’ll own his nuts
I’ll be his wife
I’ll put his ass to work
I’ll never let him slip
I’m doing him a favor
Just watch me crack my whip
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:Battle of the Sexes, country music, Country Music Lyrics, Dorothy Parker, losers, lyrics, Men, women
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August 24, 2019
Sanctimony and masochism are two sides of the same coin.
—Richard W. Bray
Lazy drunken losers
Stupid punks & fools
I call em as I see em
But I don’t make the rules
Homeless doped-out drifters
Squatting in the street
Helpless hopeless vagrants
No shoes on their feet
Nasty nutty morons
A perpetual disgrace
They sour my disposition
And crinkle up my face
Filthy smutty floozies
They’re out of control
Hardening my heart
They muddy up my soul
Judgement and resentment
Impair your mental health
Swing your blade around
Till you mutilate yourself
By Richard W. Bray
Tags:country music, Country Music Lyrics, hypocrisy, hypocrites, losers, lyrics
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July 10, 2019
Yeah, I did your girlfriend
But it wasn’t my fault
If you weren’t home early
We wouldn’t have gotten caught
Yeah, I crashed your car
But why you blaming me?
You locked your front door
But you didn’t hide your keys
I said, “I’ll always love you
You’re the only one I see”
I was loyal for a week
Which is pretty good for me
Everywhere I go
All the people I meet
They make do bad things
I steal, lie and cheat
It’s a crazy crooked world
And everyone is rotten
Doesn’t matter what you do
It will soon be forgotten
By Richard W. Bray
Tags:assholes, country music, Country Music Lyrics, losers, lyrics, sad songs
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June 29, 2019
You gave me your love
And I threw it down a drain
You should have paid attention
Never said I was sane
Tried to clear out my head
With a pound of cocaine
And a gallon of whiskey
Never said I was sane
I held up an army
Left a pretty big stain
They locked me up for good
Never said I was sane
They gave me some tests
To study my brain
I’m a wee bit psychotic
Never said I was sane
They got me breaking rocks
On a ball and chain
I’m just glad to stay busy
Never said I was sane
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:Alcoholism, country music, Country Music Lyrics, losers, lyrics, sad songs, Substance Abuse
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December 1, 2018
Have you tried
Covering your ears
Closing both your eyes
Ignoring life for years
Repeating soothing lies?
Neurosis is my superpower
So long as I don’t leave the tower
Have you tried
Talk, talk, talking
About everyone you know?
Make it super shocking
And never stop the show
Neurosis is my superpower
Spreading bullshit sweet and sour
Have you tried
Rewiring all the neurons
Dashing through your head?
Tell yourself you’re pure in
The things you did and said
Neurosis is my superpower
Eating lies and shitting flowers
By Richard W. Bray
Tags:country music, Country Music Lyrics, denial, losers, lyrics
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November 11, 2018
Your life is full of pain
Things you can’t explain
You find someone to blame
So every problem is the same
You’re a little bit neurotic
And your ego’s really weak
You’re a scared little lamb
And a fixating geek
Thinking hurts your head
Everything turns red
You focus your frustration
On a person or a nation
You’re a little bit neurotic
And your ego’s really weak
You’re a scared little lamb
And a fixating geek
Will quiet desperation
Explode in devastation?
Will you drive yourself insane
Hiding from the pain?
You’re a little bit neurotic
And your ego’s really weak
You’re a scared little lamb
And a fixating geek
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:country music, Country Music Lyrics, denial, losers, lyrics
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November 3, 2018
I could be a little bitch
But I’d rather be a man
Ain’t gonna let no woman
Tell me who I am
Don’t know hang dang dibble
And I don’t really care
How she’s looking tonight
Or the way she cuts her hair
I’m gonna have another beer
I’m gonna play it where it lays
Till it all disappears
In a honey-colored haze
Don’t know hang dang dibble
And I don’t really care
If she found another lover
To take her everywhere
Don’t matter that she loved me
Like nobody ever did
Won’t get hung up on a feeling
Like a stupid little kid
Don’t know hang dang dibble
And I don’t really care
Living in the past
Won’t never get you anywhere
By Richard W. Bray
Tags:Alcoholism, country music, Country Music Lyrics, denial, losers, lyrics, Moby Kane, sad man, sad songs
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