Ah Hey, hey, hey How, how, how I ain't got no job, I ain't got no boss I ain't got no car, I don't gather no moss I ain't got no fear, gettin' outta here I'm exploding, I'm on fire I'm gonna get myself a tire iron Hey, hey, hey How, how, how Yeah, yeah, yeah No longer will I pander to your idiotic whims No longer will I play stupid so your pea brain can feel superior No longer will I play the child In your Big Daddy boss theater of the retarded Oh yeah, retarded, s**er, yeah Don't tell me what to do 'Cause I just might turn on you And I ain't never workin' another day in my life I'm exploding, I'm on fire I'm gonna get my-myself a tire iron Oh Hey, hey, hey How, how, how, how, how Yeah, keep rockin' Skid Yeah You know, I don't care about the paychecks I don't care about the job security I don't care about the goddamn health plan Or the lousy vacation And I don't care about the rent You know, I'm out front sawin' up bill collectors with a chainsaw That's right, that's right And I'm on my lunch break, s**er, all the way to five o'clock, you hear me? And this IS a personal phone call, that's right And I don't, I don't, I don't care what time it is I'm showing up when I want to, 'cause yeah I ain't got no job, I ain't got no boss I ain't got no car, don't gather no moss Ain't got no fear, I'm gettin' outta here Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I ain't got no home, ain't got no country Got no love, I ain't got no money Ain't got no nothin' and I'm bidin' my time, yeah You know, I'm not gonna be slave And I'm not gonna go to my grave And I ain't working here anymore I'm exploding, I'm on fire I'm gonna fill myself with desire Oh, I gotta go, I gotta go, gotta go go Let my, let my people go Let my people go Ow Hey, hey, hey How, how, how, how I ain't got no boss I ain't got no boss I ain't got no boss That was a buckshot, here's this Ahh (You're fired!)