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

Bitch you better get out of the way

Before I, start falling apart



I hate how my wife

Is always up my ass

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 shit



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 ass

Then her daddy punches me in the face



So if you're pissed like me

Bitches 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