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**ch 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 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*t

Well I hate my job all 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**ches here's what you've gotta do

Put your middle fingers up in the air

Go on and say 'F**k you'

Well I hate my job all 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

No there's nothing new

And it sucks to be you

I f**king hate my life