So sick of the hobos
always beggin' for change
I don't like how I gotta work
And they just sit around
and get paid
I hate all of the people
who can't drive their cars
***** you better get
out of the way before
I start fallin' apart
I hate how my wife
is always up my ***
She always wants to buy
brand new things
But I don't have the cash
Well I hate my job
All of my rich friends
I hate everyone
to the bitter end
Nothin' turns out right
There's no end in sight
I hate my life
How come I never get ****
Nice guys always lose
How could she have
another headache
There's always some
kind of excuse
I still hate my job
My boss is a ****
I don't get paid nearly enough
to put up with all of your ****
Well I hate my job
All of my rich friends
I hate everyone
to the bitter end
Nothin' turns out right
There's no end in sight
I hate my life
Yeah
I hate that I can't tell
when a girl's underage
You know I tell her
she's a nice piece of ***
Then her daddy
punches me in the face
So if you're ****** like me
***** here's what you gotta do
Put your middle fingers
up in the air
Go on and say **** you
Well I hate my job
All of my rich friends
I hate everyone
to the bitter end
Nothin' turns out right
There's no end in sight
I hate my life
So much at stake
Can't catch a break
I hate my life
No there's nothin' new
And it sucks to be you
I ****** hate my life