Lyrics:

March the 17th, I gotta wear green
June the 10th, I gotta love the Queen
Buck's night, gotta be one of the blokes
April the 1st, I gotta play practical jokes

Christmas Day I gotta be nice to all others
February 14th I gotta have a secret lover
On New Years Eve I gotta rage
On my 30th birthday, gotta lie about my age

I'm not a shining wit, I'm a whining shit

September the 1st, I gotta love my father
May the 12th, I gotta love my mother
First Tuesday in November, gotta go to Cup
Last Saturday in September, I gotta throw up

I'm not a shining wit, I'm a whining shit
I'm not a shining wit, I'm a whining shit

At the moment of conception gotta follow the norm
Gonna be like everybody else from the day that I was born
Gonna live my life by the calendar on the fridge,
Gonna die the day that I pay up my mortgage

Life's a piece of shit, woah woah woah
Open a vein and split, woah woah woah
Life's a piece of shit, woah woah woah
Gotta step in it, woah woah woah

Not a shining wit..woah, I'm a whining shit..yeah
Not a shining wit..woah, I'm a whining shit