Got so much trouble
Hate this job
Tried to get out
Trapped like a dog
No I don't like
Pumpin' gas
Do ya hate to wait?
Life's a game
Play your rules
Is the bottle half empty?
Or the bottle half full?
It does no good
No good to shout
But I scream I hate!
Say I'm hostile,
Gotta relax
Better get a grip,
Here's the facts
I hate bein' here
(chorus)
I hate people that make ya feel small
I hate having my back against the wall
I hate bein' talked down to
I hate your rules
I hate'em all
Hate bein' marked to take the fall
Planet's not big enough for me and you
Got trouble over me
Surrounded by jerks
Can't ya see
Smile to my face
Know ya lie
Knife in my back another game
Rules, rules, rules
Not for me,
You fuckin' fool.
So open your mouth
One more time
And my foot is goin' down
In one ear
Out the other
A waste of time
Don't even bother
I hate bein' here!
(chorus)
But most of all I hate you!
Think I know
How ya got this far
Think I know
How ya got where ya are
Think I'll hate you
When you’re dead
I know I’ll hate you!
Smile to my face
know ya lie
Say I got problem?
Ask yourself why
Hate the games
Gate the rules
You're gonna lose
Say I'm hostile,
Gotta relax
Better get a grip
Here's the fact
Not much more of you
(chorus)
Hate this job
Tried to get out
Trapped like a dog
No I don't like
Pumpin' gas
Do ya hate to wait?
Life's a game
Play your rules
Is the bottle half empty?
Or the bottle half full?
It does no good
No good to shout
But I scream I hate!
Say I'm hostile,
Gotta relax
Better get a grip,
Here's the facts
I hate bein' here
I hate people that make ya feel small
I hate having my back against the wall
I hate bein' talked down to
I hate your rules
I hate'em all
Hate bein' marked to take the fall
Planet's not big enough for me and you
Surrounded by jerks
Can't ya see
Smile to my face
Know ya lie
Knife in my back another game
Rules, rules, rules
Not for me,
You fuckin' fool.
One more time
And my foot is goin' down
In one ear
Out the other
A waste of time
Don't even bother
I hate bein' here!
But most of all I hate you!
How ya got this far
Think I know
How ya got where ya are
Think I'll hate you
When you’re dead
I know I’ll hate you!
Smile to my face
know ya lie
Say I got problem?
Ask yourself why
Hate the games
Gate the rules
You're gonna lose
Say I'm hostile,
Gotta relax
Better get a grip
Here's the fact
Not much more of you
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Haha...I seriously though the line "Ask yourself why" was That's cause I'm white. I came here to make sure, it's been bugging me.
It's obviously about hating your job so much...you hate your boss to, of mabey the boss is what he hates the most about working there.
anti -authority song, quite punkish feel to it.