They call him a walkin' bottle of beer   He stinks like hell, nobody wants him near   Joe has just one passion in life   Boozing away his days is his only strife      Live like a loser, Die like a hero      He knocks at my door, asks me for a dime   Why don't you fuck off joe,   and stop wasting my time   I don't feel one cent of pity for you   Nobody does, we all hate you!      Live like a loser, Die like a hero      Making lots of noise, every night   Joe and his bottles get into a fight   So everybody is gonna be glad   When good 'ol Joe is finally dead!      Live like a loser, Die like a hero