Lyrics:

I woke up today, I don't wanna do shit
It matters in size and that you'll admit
I don't wanna work, I don't wanna smile
I don't even wanna read Sunday Styles

I'm fried, I'm fried, I'm fried
I'm fried, I'm fried, I'm fried
I'm fried, I'm fried, I'm really fried

Hey baby I don't wanna pay
Can I come back? I'll give away a day
Is this a bad attitude
Crossed with a negative mood

Deep-fried
Re-fried
Stir-fried
I'm fried

I'm chasing the buck
I'm running on luck
My work ain't my wife
So I'm useless for life
I'm outta my mind
From dealing with swine
When they say I'm great
I feel like hate

I'm fried, I'm fried, I'm fried
I'm fried, I'm fried, I'm fried
I'm fried, I'm fried, I'm fucking fried

Hey baby I don't wanna pay
Can I come back? I'll give away a day
Is this a bad attitude
Crossed with a negative mood

Deep-fried
Re-fried
Creep-fried
I'm fried

I'm fried, I'm fried, I'm fried
I'm fried, I'm fried, I'm fried
I'm fried, I'm fried, I'm really fried

I'm fried, I'm fried, I'm fried
I'm fried, I'm fried, I'm fried
I'm fried, I'm fried, I'm really fried

Baby, I'm fried
Maybe I'll die

Baby, I'm fucking fried