| The alarm is coming off again
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| And I can’t find the strenght within
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| To get myself to get up out the bed
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| And I can’t find my case
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| (Verse)
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| And I’m sick of feeling like this
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| Every single morning
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| Far more than a sit back
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| With a covers above my head
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| (Chorus)
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| Trying to get by it
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| So I won’t have to quit
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| Don’t wanna spend my nights
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| Working the dread yard shift
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| And I’m so sick and tired
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| Yeah I’m over head
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| I’m calling this an early retirement
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| (Talking)
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| Come on man quit your singing and get back to work
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| Uhh, quit your singing and get back to work
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| Get bends
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| Stubbing on my finger working thing that I’m above it
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| The truth the paycheck I said
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| Take this job and shove it
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| I rather be anywhere but here
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| (Chorus)
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| Trying to get by it
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| So I won’t have to quit
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| Don’t wanna spend my nights
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| Working the dread yard shift
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| And I’m so sick and tired
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| Yeah I’m over head
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| I’m calling this an early retirement
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| (Bridge)
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| I rather be anywhere else
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| I rather be anywhere but here
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| (Talking)
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| I’m sick of all you punk kids
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| Sitting around doing nothing
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| singing little songs to yourselves
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| What’s a matter with you
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| Get your crap and get out of here
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| You’re fired
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| Ok first of all you can’t fire me because I quit
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| Wait up wait up, fired? |
| dude consider me roasted
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| (Chorus)
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| Trying to get by it
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| So I won’t have to quit
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| Don’t wanna spend my nights
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| Working the dread yard shift
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| And I’m so sick and tired
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| Yeah I’m over head
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| I’m calling this an early retirement
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| That’s it I quit |