Karaoké Hate My Life Theory of a Deadman

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 fallin' 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 of my rich friends

I hate everyone to the bitter end

Nothin' 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 of my rich friends

I hate everyone to the bitter end

Nothin' turns out right

There's no end in sight

I hate my life

Yeah

I hate that I can't tell when a girl's underage

You know 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 Fuck you

I hate my job

All of my rich friends

I hate everyone to the bitter end

Nothin' 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 nothin' new

Here it sucks to be you

I fuckin' hate my life

Fuck