Have you ever wanted To besomeone you´re not
But you look into the world And you see what you´ve got

There´s nothin´ there But brains and guts
Finally open the door And then it shuts

Look to the center And i´ll think you´ll find
The people that are gettin´ They are blind

You changed the channel And there´s nothin´ there
You weren´t born pretty And it isn´t fair...

Here´s to the losers
The substance abusers
To the rejects
All the imperfects

´Cause i think we´re beatiful
´Cause i think we´re beautiful
´Cause i think we´re beautiful
No matter what anyone says
I think we´re beautiful
The most beautiful in the world

You try for jobs But they say you´re strange
You´re sportin´ a style That they call pain

So you get in trouble And your brain is gone
You´re cryin´ out man But the words are wrong

Here´s to the losers
The substance abusers
To the rejects
All the imperfects

´Cause i think we´re beautiful
´Cause i think we´re beautiful
´Cause i think we´re beautiful
No matter what anyone says
I think we´re beautiful
The most beautiful in the world

I know you´re tierd Of being put down
And all the crap that´s said in town But you´re a person thatmatters most
I raise my glass, And make a toast

Here´s to the losers
Substance abusers
To the rejects
All the imperfects
To the retarded
And the broken-hearted
To the starving masses
And the lower classes

´Cause i think we´re beautiful
´Cause i think we´re beautiful
´Cause i think we´re beautiful
No matter what anyone says
I Think we´re beautiful

Writer : KILMINSTER, IAN FRASER/CLARKE, EDWARD ALAN
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing