They call him a walkin' bottle of beer
He stinks like hell, nobody wants him near
Joe has just one passion in life
Boozing away his days is his only strife
Live like a loser, Die like a hero
He knocks at my door, asks me for a dime
Why don't you f*ck off Joe,
And stop wasting my time
I don't feel one cent of pity for you
Nobody does, we all hate you!
Live like a loser, Die like a hero
Making lots of noise, every night
Joe and his bottles get into a fight
So everybody is gonna be glad
When good 'ol Joe is finally dead!
Live like a loser, die like a hero