my day has been spoiled
i have to go to toil
i should have been a royal
or found a lot of oil  

fuck toil
it makes my blood boil
i wanna put my boss in the soil
… i guess i’m too loyal

my boss makes a hundred bucks every time i make $9
that’s why i commit crime on company time
i do just enough work that i don’t get sacked
turns out everybody else can barely do that

i’m just trying to relax and enjoy my weekend
when i remember an email that i forgot to send
its no wonder that i dream of mass murder fantasies
toil and all its miseries, in my head rent free

my day has been spoiled
i have to go to toil
i should have been a royal
or found a lot of oil  

fuck toil
it makes my blood boil
i wanna put my boss in the soil
… i guess i’m too loyal

if you wanna win the rat race you gotta choose not to play
too bad i will never leave this place, i’m addicted to my pay
deep down i have always felt that i wanted to be free
well i can only blame myself, drug of choice is salary

i don’t want to work

i don’t want to work

dumb as rocks