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
b**h you better get out of the way
Before I, start falling apart I hate how my wife
Is always up my a**
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
Nothing turns out right, there's no end in sight
I hate my life How come I never get laid?
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 dick
I don't get paid nearly enough
To put up with all of his sh** Well I hate my job, all of my rich friends
I hate everyone to the bitter end
Nothing turns out right, there's no end in sight
I hate my life I hate that I can't tell
When a girl's underage
And how when I tell her she's a nice piece of a**
Then her daddy punches me in the face So if you're pissed like me
b**hes here's what you've gotta do
Put your middle fingers up in the air
Go on and say "f** you" Well I hate my job, all of my rich friends
I hate everyone to the bitter end
Nothing 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 Now there's nothing new
And it s**s to be you
I f**ing hate my life