Credits

• Lyrics: Jarvis Cocker
• Writers: Jarvis Cocker, Antony Genn, Duncan Mackay and Martin Slattery
• Performers: Jarvis Cocker (vocals, guitar), Antony Genn (bass, guitar, glockenspiel, backing vocals), Martin Slattery (wurlitzer, tambourine) and Luke Bullen (drums)
• Producer: Antony Genn
• Recorded and engineered: By Cameron Craig at The Town House, London, 2001
• Mixed: By Cameron Craig, Antony Genn and Jarvis Cocker

Lyrics

What the hell you playing at
if baby you don't play to win?
Why did you take possession
if you didn't want to put it in?

Well, first is first and fair is fair
But second place is nowhere

Well, they say God loves a trier
Well, they lied
It's just that triers pose no treat to him
And if you don't deliver
No-one's gonna give a shit for you, my friend

But everybody loves the underdog
Yeah, everybody loves the underdog

Oh, but it's the winning that counts not the taking part
Better get that straight right from the start
Oh, everybody, everybody loves the underdog

But every dog must have its day
So come on and make your play
Take your chances if you can
'Cos otherwise you're going down
Going down
You're going down
You're going down
You're going down
You're going down
Yeah, yeah
You're going down
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

'Cos everybody loves the underdog
Everybody loves the underdog
Everybody loves the underdog
Everybody loves the underdog
Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah!

Everybody loves the underdog
Everybody loves the underdog
Everybody loves the underdog
Everybody loves the underdog
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Everybody loves the underdog

Related pages

• A list of Jarvis' collaborations and side projects