(Hey, hey, hey)
My brain is dead from all the alcohol
Fill it with ? Or maybe I should call
Suicide hotline
Tell 'em about all my problems
See if they know how to solve 'em
(Hey, hey, hey)
Wake up, get drunk
Put on the same 'ol jeans
That I've worn for two weeks
Holdin' both at the knees
Get high, lay low
Wonderin' why I'm in poverty
Why can't I win the lottery?
(Hey, hey, hey)
You say I need to get a job
Well, I hate workin' for a guy named Bob
Who can't get laid so he takes it out on me
(Hey, hey, hey)
Get paid but lose my will to live
Please shake me with force 'til I'm 56
Die quick in a highway accident
(Hey, hey, hey)
(Hey, hey, hey)
(Hey, hey, hey)
Cut off my hair, I hate the way I look
Tattoo my skin, I wrote the goddamn book
Of what not to do
If you're looking for appointments
How to be a disappointment
(Hey, hey, hey)
You say I need to get a job
Well, I hate workin' for a guy named Bob
Who can't get laid so he takes it out on me
(Hey, hey, hey)
Get paid but lose my will to live
Please shake me with force 'til I'm 56
Die quick in a highway accident
(Hey, hey, hey)
(Hey, hey, hey)
(Hey, hey, hey)
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(Hey, hey, hey)
My brain is dead from all the alcohol
Fill it with ? Or maybe I should call
Suicide hotline
Tell 'em about all my problems
See if they know how to solve 'em
(Hey, hey, hey)
Wake up, get drunk
Put on the same 'ol jeans
That I've worn for two weeks
Holdin' both at the knees
Get high, lay low
Wonderin' why I'm in poverty
Why can't I win the lottery?
(Hey, hey, hey)
You say I need to get a job
Well, I hate workin' for a guy named Bob
Who can't get laid so he takes it out on me
(Hey, hey, hey)
Get paid but lose my will to live
Please shake me with force 'til I'm 56
Die quick in a highway accident
(Hey, hey, hey)
(Hey, hey, hey)
(Hey, hey, hey)
Cut off my hair, I hate the way I look
Tattoo my skin, I wrote the goddamn book
Of what not to do
If you're looking for appointments
How to be a disappointment
(Hey, hey, hey)
You say I need to get a job
Well, I hate workin' for a guy named Bob
Who can't get laid so he takes it out on me
(Hey, hey, hey)
Get paid but lose my will to live
Please shake me with force 'til I'm 56
Die quick in a highway accident
(Hey, hey, hey)
(Hey, hey, hey)
(Hey, hey, hey)
My brain is dead from all the alcohol
Fill it with ? Or maybe I should call
Suicide hotline
Tell 'em about all my problems
See if they know how to solve 'em
(Hey, hey, hey)
Wake up, get drunk
Put on the same 'ol jeans
That I've worn for two weeks
Holdin' both at the knees
Get high, lay low
Wonderin' why I'm in poverty
Why can't I win the lottery?
(Hey, hey, hey)
You say I need to get a job
Well, I hate workin' for a guy named Bob
Who can't get laid so he takes it out on me
(Hey, hey, hey)
Get paid but lose my will to live
Please shake me with force 'til I'm 56
Die quick in a highway accident
(Hey, hey, hey)
(Hey, hey, hey)
(Hey, hey, hey)
Cut off my hair, I hate the way I look
Tattoo my skin, I wrote the goddamn book
Of what not to do
If you're looking for appointments
How to be a disappointment
(Hey, hey, hey)
You say I need to get a job
Well, I hate workin' for a guy named Bob
Who can't get laid so he takes it out on me
(Hey, hey, hey)
Get paid but lose my will to live
Please shake me with force 'til I'm 56
Die quick in a highway accident
(Hey, hey, hey)
(Hey, hey, hey)
(Hey, hey, hey)
Writer: Jack Kays
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.