Jimmys 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

Judys in the front seat picking up trash

Living on the dough Gotta make that cash

Won't be pretty Won't be sweet

She's just in here on her feet

Sing it. Oh lord, heaven knows

We belong way down below

Go. Oh lord, heaven knows

We belong way down below

Sing. Oh lord, tell her so

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 had better days man

I've seen better days

I've had better ways man

I've know better ways

One, two, three and four

The devil's knocking at your door

Caught in the eye of a dead man's wife

Show you life with your head up high

Now you're on your knees

With your head down 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 her 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

Way down below, way down below

Way down below, way down below

Way down below, way down below