my daddy s workin and my mama s in bed been there for eight days with a pain in her head my sister s struttin her stuff on the grass brother s out huntin one more piece of ass but i think i ll write me a letter think i ll send it away to some lonesome loser who ll hear what i ve got to say the neighborhood begins to smell like death windows are foggin from a drunkard s breath junkies are shakin out of every tree the dog next door don t want to let them be but i think i ll write me a letter think i ll send it away to some lonesome loser who ll hear what i ve got to say my old acquaintances have just moved on to one track houses with bermuda lawns their cars are painted like their ladies nails at least their chrome will shine when all else fails but i think i ll write me a letter think i ll send it away to some lonesome loser who ll hear what i ve got to say the sun is droppin like a dish to the floor darkness comes crashin but there s somethin more the moon has faded and the stars are all gone this town may never see another dawn  but i think i ll write me a letter i think i ll send it away to some lonesome loser who ll hear what i ve got to say yeah some lonesome loser who ll hear what i ve got to say ain t there no lonesome loser who ll hear what i ve got to say am i the only loser left in this world today 