Jimmy's in the back With a pocket of high If you listen close You can hear him cry
Oh Lord, heaven knows We belong way down below Sing it Oh Lord, heaven knows We belong way down below Way down below, way down below
Judy's in the front seat picking up trash Living on the dole Gotta make that cash Won't be pretty Won't be sweet She's just sitting here on her feet Singing
Oh Lord, heaven knows We belong way down below Oh Lord, tell us so We belong way down below Way down below, way down below Way down below, way down below
I've seen better ways, man I know better ways I've seen better days man I've had better days
One, two, three and four The devil's knocking at your door Caught in the eye of a dead man's lie Show you life with your head held high Now you're on your knees With your head hung low Big man tells you where to go Tell him it's good Tell him okay Don't do a god damn thing they say
Oh Lord, heaven knows We belong way down below Oh Lord, tell us so We belong way down below Way down below, way down below Way down below, way down below
I've seen better ways, man I know better ways I've seen better days man I've had better days
Gina's in the back with a pocket of high If you listen close You can hear the crying
Oh Lord, heaven knows We belong way down below Oh Lord, tell us so We belong way down below Oh Lord, heaven knows We belong way down below Oh Lord, tell us so We belong way down below Way down below, way down below Way down below, way down below