BELL RINGS MUSIC PLAYS Jimmy's 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 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 sitting there on her feet Sing it! Oh Lord, Heaven knows we belong way down below Oh Lord, Heaven knows we belong way down below Sing! 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 I've had better days man I've seen better days I've had better ways man I've known better ways One, two, three and four The devil's knocking at your door Caught in the eye of a dead man's eye Destroy your life with your head up high Now you're on your knees with your head on low Big man tells you where to go Tell him it's good, tell him okay But don't you a goddamn 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've known 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 us 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 Way down below, way down below