Lyrics:

Hey! This for Mark fucking B. and John fucking O'Rourke.
And I can't say their full god damn names 'cause their fuckin' corporate shit are gonna sue my ass!
I'm tired, I'm frustrated, I'm full of shit, and I hate my fuckin' job!

While walking to work most every day(I don't know what to do than fuck all day
And I'm at a fucking desk(and I fucking had it at it 'n' all the rest

I hate my job!(I hate my job!
I hate my job!
I hate it
wow
(While walkin' to work and then fucking seeing 'em
I don't give a god damn or apology
You gonna fuck with me?
you're fucking arrogant
Gonna shoot my boss, god damn

I hate my job!(I hate my job!
I hate it!
I hate the fuck out of it!
How 'bout you?

While walkin' to my desk, my boss 's sit' there
I don't know what to think
See "Say you know what?"
Duh-da-da-da--never have no fun(I wanna shoot my boss with a machine-gun
(I hate my job!(I hate my job!
I hate it!
I hate the fuck out of it!
How 'bout.. what?

fuck!
hate it!