Call me a cab and I'll tip the undertaker That fool couldn't tell a real stiff from a faker Well, I ain't no fool, I just play one on TV 'Cause misery loves company That's why everyone loves me Now, buy me a drink and I'll tell you all a story 'Bout a ba*tard who traded in treasure for glory There treasure was true love, the ba*tard he was me 'Cause misery loves company That's why everyone loves me Well, I've been a rich man I've been a poor man Inside a Saturday night I've done the works And there's one thing I know You can't win if it ain't a fair fight I ain't seen the pastor since Sunday bloody morning All the girls in the choir are in labor or mourning Take one look in my eyes, I think you'll all agree Because misery loves company And that's why everyone loves me I've done every sh** job Handed out nose jobs Made a few friends in the tombs But I've found that in most cases Fixing the the rat race is Better than pushing a broom Now, who shall I marry the junkie or the jailer? Your choices are few when you know you're a failure But there's one thing that everyone in the bar agrees That misery loves company And that's why everyone loves me Yeah, misery loves company That's why everyone loves me Yeah, misery loves company That's why everyone loves me