Tism - Loser, Losing, Lost lyrics

The scene at Appomattox; The Greeks of Thermopylae; The men and Dienbienphu Lining up to die: A million ghosts will stop the throats of any who dares mock General Grant and General Lee and all at Appomattox They're in every cla**room In every secondary school And in every workplace Every typing pool; They are beside you on the bus With the lifeless stare Nervously outside surgery Waiting for doctor's there... Together it is all... Loser... Loser, loser, losing, lost. Loser, loser, losing, lost. Wooooah... There's cancer in the South of France Cancer lurks in Rome Cancer circles the whole globe 'Til it finds you home In heart and liver it is waiting For all of us.. or most Our very cells join hands and sing - Loser, losing...(loser...) lost. Loser... Loser. loser, losing, lost. Loser, loser, losing, lost. Ahhh...