Sitting near the track
Got my money on the one that's in the back
It can't seem to move with any speed
Doubt it's going to be permitted to breed
It's the lamest
I stink at gambling, It seems that way over half of each paycheck's
Thrown down the drain, to place on a horse that
Always loses
This is a hopeless pastime
I'll lose every dime

Bad horse, why do you run
Furlongs, in back of everyone
You lost soon as the gun
Went off, my bet lost
Bad horse, you lost by tons,
Furlongs behind where I would run
Why must you be so slow?
Why am I here? I don't know

I'm handing everything away
I'm throwing everything away

Why'd I place a bet on an incompetent horse with two gimpy legs
I'm screaming but that isn't doing much
It shouldn't race it should be hobbling with a crutch
This is hopeless
I'm not a fan of steeds who'd lose a race of speed challenged by babies,
Old men and snails, I failed once again
This is awful
I'm in an ocean of debt
And I am getting upset

Bad horse, why do you run
Furlongs, in back of everyone
You lost soon as the gun
Went off, my bet lost
Bad horse, you lost by tons,
Furlongs behind where I would run
Why must you be so slow?
Why am I here? I don't know
I ought to go

I just gave my savings away
I must get another job
I won't throw more money away

Odds were five hundred to one
Odds were five hundred to one
Odds were five hundred to one
Odds were five hundred to one

An ocean of debt
It's not getting better yet

Bad horse, why do you run
Furlongs, in back of everyone
You lost soon as the gun
Went off, my bet lost
Bad horse, you lost by tons,
Furlongs behind where I would run
Why must you be so slow?
Why am I here? I don't know
I ought to go