[Chorus: x2] It goes shrug these shoulders What did I do wrong Give em' a blank face What did I do wrong Where did we go wrong What did I do wrong Well I dunno but I still say sorry though [Verse 1:] Been tryn'a get a job for six months long And it's wearing thin just try'na stay strong Wanna wear it in, that suit walk based upon that Peter Jackson fasion to move along So you alter any faults in ya resume Outline any attributes your willing to demonstrate With a keen attitude you include a heavyweight Stretched of your so called sk**, checked a better place The chances, after all no phone calls nor answers 50 cover letters and still no answers You need to raise the standard to get what you demanding Few days in a lewd then away with an interview You hit back with that pitiful tone and you already know "Sorry but we hired someone and they're better than you They were more qualified, thanks for applying with our institute" (what...) [Chorus x2] [Verse 2:] Well a slow stroll making my way home Cops on patrol I'm under my own, steady role Not that far to go, they go "hows it going mate" while they wind down the window Info required knowing ID's desired I'm quick to foster these pockts to find it, I find it Pa** it to the boys in blue, the annoying crew Surely they got more to do My point of view says tell em' to f** off I ain't really in the mood for these corrupt cops
Wanna cut loose but I let em' bust chops Exchange some hate ain't really any love lost Won't catch me smiling for the cameras mug shot It's just one of those things I spose Maybe it's my face, my clothes, my shaven head or my overgrowth Either way I'll wait as time froze 20 minutes later and they let me go About 10 metres and I'm up the road And I yell out a "fu*k you" just to let em' know (Your so f**ing tough Muph) Yeh well, f**ing oath! [Chorus x2] [Verse 3:] What, she's got that look in her eye Like she can't identify with my implied vibe And she's probably right try'na pick up on a lie I don't understand why she doesn't realise I'm not that type of guy, really You can believe it I'm faithful, grateful And I'm not that conceited but I am a defeatist who needs it all explained So you better take off that scowl before the wind change And in came the gush she doesn't wanna open up Can't quite rip the trust within the Muph It's really quite simple enough just tell me what I did And I'll store it where all the rest of my knowledge is We only just met yet your tryin to play the locksmith Please, I'm a need a key to see what I did wrong [Chorus x2] Muph f**ed up What did I do wrong Muphed up, f**ed up (ohhhhh sh**) What did I do wrong Well I dunno but I still say sorry though