Jimmy's in the back with a pocket of high
If you listen close you can hear him cry
Oh Lord, heaven knows we belong way down below
Sing it, oh Lord, heaven knows we belong way down below
Way down below, way down below
Judy's in the front seat, picking up trash
Living on the dole, gotta make that cash
Won't be pretty, won't be sweet
She's just sitting here on her feet
Sing it, oh Lord, heaven knows we belong way down below, go
Oh Lord, heaven knows we belong way down below
Sing, oh Lord, tell us so, we belong way down below
Oh Lord, tell us so, we belong way down below
Way down below, way down below,
Way down below, way down below
I've had better days, man
I've seen better days
I've had better ways, man
I know better ways
One, two, three and four
The devil's knocking at your door
Caught in the eye of a dead man's lie
Stay alive with your head held high
Now you're on your knees with your head hung low
Big man tells you where to go
Tell 'em it's good, tell 'em okay
Don't do a goddamn thing they say
Oh Lord, heaven knows we belong way down below
Oh Lord, tell us so, we belong way down below
Way down below, way down below
Way down below, way down below
I've seen better ways, man
I know better ways
I've seen better days, man
I've had better days
Gina's in the back with a pocket of high
If you listen close you can hear the crying
Oh Lord, heaven knows we belong way down below
Oh Lord, tell us so, we belong way down below
Sing it
Oh Lord, heaven knows we belong way down below
Oh Lord, tell us so, we belong way down below
Way down below, way down below
Way down below, way down below
Way down below, way down below
Way down below, way down below
Way down below, way down below
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