Am Jimmy's in the back With a pocket of high If you listen close You can hear him cry Am Oh, Lord, heaven knows We belong way down below Sing it Am Oh, Lord, heaven knows We belong way down below Way down below, way down below Am 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 sittin' here on her feet Am Sing it Oh, Lord, heaven knows We belong way down below Go Am Oh, Lord, heaven knows We belong way down below Sing Am Oh, Lord, tell us 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 D I've had better days, man D A I've seen better days D I've had better ways, man D A I know better ways Am One, 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 Am Now you're on your knees With your head hung low Big man tells you where to go Tell 'em it's good Tell 'em okay Am Don't do a goddamn thing they say Am G Oh, Lord, heaven knows D A We belong way down below Am G Oh, Lord, tell us so D A We belong way down below Am Way down below, way down below Way down below, way down below D I've seen better ways, man D A I know better ways D I've seen better days, man D A I've had better days A Capella Gina's in the back with a pocket of high If you listen close You can hear the crying Am G Oh, Lord, heaven knows D A We belong way down below Am G Oh, Lord, tell us so D A We belong way down below Am G Oh, Lord, heaven knows D A We belong way down below Am G C A Oh, Lord, tell us so D C A We belong way down below Am Way down below, way down below Way down below, way down below
