Eff This Job

I hate this job (yeah)
I'm 'bout to quit (yeah)
And I'ma tell you right now how I'm finna do it, listen

I'm gonna walk to the back office to the restaurant
Kick the door off the hinges
Then I'll smash up the room and steal all the ink for the printer
'Cause that shit's expensive

Then I hit the whole place with a glitter bomb (ooh)
Then I grab the P.A. and I switch it on (what?)
'Cause I got something to say on the intercom
"Attention customers, I did your mom"

I'll tell 'em, every day, the cook puts his feet in the crème brûlée
And I'll walk out and I'll be smiling
As all the patrons riot behind me

It'll feel so good when I'm walkin' out
I'ma give 'em something to talk about (yeah)

Fuck this job

Fuck this job

I hate this job (yeah)
I'm 'bout to quit (yeah)
And I'ma tell you right now how I'm finna do it

I'm 'bout to walk right out of this awful place
I'm gonna scream real loud in my boss' face
I really wish I could burn this place down, like in Office Space
I might end up goin' to jail, yes, I just might catch a case, uh

Put the printer in the parking lot and crush it with my car
Give the company a Yelp review of only one star
Send a memo to the people over at H.R.
And it says, "If you need me, I'ma be at the bar"

It'll feel so good when I'm walkin' out (when I'm walkin' out)
I'ma give 'em something to talk about (yeah)

Fuck this job

Fuck this job

I hate this job (yeah)
I'm done with it (yeah)
So repeat after me if you're ready to quit
Say, "I quit" ("I quit")
"I'm walkin' out right now" ("I'm walkin' out right now")
Say, "I quit" ("I quit")
"And I ain't comin' back" ("And I ain't comin' back")
Bitch!

You gonna do it? You gonna walk out?
Yeah, yeah, of course
But, but, but not right now, y'know?
I owe my grandma beer money
Yeah, man, yeah
My Verizon bill's due