Well I didn't go home when I should have 
The boys and me had a really good laugh 
We drank all night till the sunshine came 
I went home pissed was completely lame 
Now it's Monday morning, 7 o'clock 
Time to go to work but my head feels like a rock 
I can already hear my boss shout at me 
Why the fuck did I drink that last can of beer 

Another boring day at work 
Work hard as a slave still they treat me like a jerk 
My boss calls me names cause I ran a little late 
Wants to give me less money I'm already underpaid 
Now here I am, half past two 
Feel like a clown I don't know what to do 
My head's still spinning I really need a beer 
Fuck work fuck my boss I am out of here 

Take a breath what a relief I was going nuts 
Now I made the decision I finally had the guts 
I can do what I want, no longer a fool 
Not ever again will they treat me like a tool 
I'm a punkrocker and I'm back alive 
No-one will ever take control of my life 
It feels great to be out of that shithole 
I'm gonna start again I'm gonna sign up on the dole