Texty: Social Distortion. Born To Lose.

I was brought in this world 1962
I didn't have much choice you see
But by the time I was eight
I could tell it was too late
I was already barking up the wrong tree

Well when I was in school
You thought I was a fool
In trouble breaking all the rules
I was absent from class
My daddy spanked my bare ass
But I sure tried hard to be cool

Born to lose, was what they said
You know I was better off dead
Born to lose, you're just bad news
You don't get a second chance

It was a hot summer night in mid July
A hangover and a black eye
Your momma said I was a loser
A dead end cruiser
And deep inside I know that she was right

Born to lose, was what they said
You know I was better off dead
Born to lose, you're just bad news
You don't get no second chance

I tried to get myself a job
Because that's the way that things are
Wanna have nice things and go far
Well I'm sorry honey I ain't got much money
But I can sure play this here old guitar

As the years went on
I made a few mistakes it was
Trouble bound for this young man
The police knockin' at my door
Well he don't live here no more
And he's playin' in a rock and roll band

Born to lose, was what they said
You know I was better off dead
Born to lose, you're just bad news
You don't get no second chance

Born to lose, was what they said
You know I was better off dead
Born to lose, you're just bad news
You don't get no second chance