Jimmy's in the back
With a pocket of high
If you listen close
You can hear him cryOh, Lord, heaven knows
We belong way down below
Sing it
Oh, Lord, heaven knows
We belong way down below
Way down below
Way down belowJudy's in the front seat
Picking up trash
Living on the dole
Gotta make that cashWon't be pretty
Won't be sweet
She's just sitting there on her feet singin'Oh, Lord, heaven knows
We belong way down below
Go
Oh, lord, heaven knows
We belong way down belowSing it
Oh, Lord, tell us so
We belong way down below
Oh, oh, tell us so
We belong way down below
Way down below
Way down below
Way down below
Way down belowI've had better days, man
I've seen better days
I've had better ways, man
I know better waysOne, two, three and four
The devil's knocking at your door
Caught in the eye of a dead man's lie
Start your 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 sayOh, 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 belowI've seen better ways, man
I know better ways
I've seen better days, man
I've had better daysGina's in the back
With a pocket of high
If you listen close
You can hear the cryingOh, Lord, heaven knows
We belong way down below
Oh, Lord, tell us so
We belong way down below (sing it)
Oh, Lord, heaven knows
We belong way down below
Oh, Lord, tell us so
We belong way down belowWay down below
Way down below
Way down below
Way down below
Composição: Taylor Momsen .
