Work for Arseholes

[Verse 1] You wake up at 8am I've been up since 3pm, don’t know exactly where I am Oh, wait a minute, I'm in my room I haven't slept or left this place in days, it feels like a tomb I guess I better strap on my shoes And get outside beneath the sun And do what normal people do [Chorus] But I can’t work for arseholes And I can't bludge the dole I'd rather be broke and hungry than get my money acting funny for some evil greedy arseholes [Verse 2] But people do it every day It's been happening for centuries I guess they know no other way I wonder what went wrong in my head I like to think that it's something right Because the times I tried I wished for death And a pretty girl once said, "Hey, man Don't be sad about a thing, you know that I'm your biggest fan?" [Chorus] And I'm glad you never work for arseholes Getting out of bed at 5am to dig a bunch of stupid holes I’m glad you stay up all night long writing all of your shitty songs About all the greedy arseholes [Bridge] Sometimes I think that I should change I’m kinda lazy, kinda hazy, makes me crazy Think I'm going the wrong way Sleeping through the day I don’t care what the girls say I'm never gonna play another song again They're just too fucking plain and simple Like a teenager with pimples Like a faithful person praying Oh, what am I even saying? [Verse 3] I really need to get some sleep I tried the methods, but they never work I'm done with counting, I think I’ll go and race some sheep Or maybe burn some sleepy incense But the smokes too thick and it makes me gag It's really too intense I guess I'll drink my housemate's wine I'll drink the bottle dry before the sun comes up to shine [Chorus] And I still will not have slept a wink It's lucky that I don't have to think About getting out of bed and making it to work by some inhumane deadline Just try my best not to sink [Outro] I drank the house dry For the thousandth time on the sly That could be the reason why I never get to work for arseholes