D
So sick of the hobos
A
Always beggin' for change
G
I don't like how I gotta work
D
And they just sit around and get paid
D
I hate all of the people
A
Who can't drive their cars
G
Bitch you better get out of the way
D
Before I start falling apart
D
I hate how my wife
A
Is always up my ass
G
She always wants to buy brand new things
D
But I don't have the cash
A
Well I hate my job all my rich friends
G D
I hate everyone to the bitter end
A G
Nothing turns out right there's no end in sight
D
I hate my life
D
How come I never get laid
A
Nice guys always lose
G
How could she have another headache
D
There's always some kind of excuse
D
I still hate my job
A
My boss is a dick
G
I don't get paid nearly enough
D
To put up with all of his shit
A
I hate my job all my rich friends
G D
I hate everyone to the bitter end
A G
Nothing turns out right there's no end in sight
D
I hate my life
D
I hate that I can't tell
A
When a girl's underage
G
And how when I tell her she's a nice piece of ass
D
Then her daddy punches me in the face
D
So if you're pissed like me
A
Bitches here's what you've gotta do
G
Put your middle fingers up in the air
D
Go on and say 'Fuck you'
A
I hate my job all my rich friends
G D
I hate everyone to the bitter end
A G
Nothing turns out right there's no end in sight
D
I hate my life
A
So much at stake
G
Can't catch a break
D
I hate my life
A
No there's nothing new
G
And it sucks to be you
D
I fucking hate my life