Have you heard the winner?
A real humdinger
He’s banging on the gallows like a chimpanzee
Oh yeah, I seen that fella
A real bottom dweller
A write up in the news like a lowlife, see?
Punch in, punch out Clock in, clock out Blood in, Blood out I’m a low life
Have you heard the truncheon?
A real good hitter
Swinging like a poll on election day
Oh yeah, I’ve got the gumption
I’m no fence sitter
I’ll swing it while I wing it what you got to say?
Punch in, punch out
Clock in, clock out
Blood in, Blood out
I’m a lowlife and I’m sky high
I got bent round like metal
And I’m as grounded as the moon
I don’t mind the violence I just seem a bit confused
I’m an anachronism
So my daughter says
Have you seen the state of the news? What happened to your values?
Punch in, punch out Clock in, clock out Blood in, Blood out
123 is what they didn’t teach me, as you can see
I was blinded I was out of my mind I’m a clock in, clocking’ out
Punch on in and punch on out
Dying breed, spread my seed, Crush it into chicken feed
The modern age, it got me as well
And now I’m tied up, sinking fast
Straight down to hell
Now look at me, tell me what do you see
I’m just a god damn lowlife like you want me to be
I’m a lowlife baby