I don't think I can come into work today
I had a late night with my bros Andy and Brad
My body aches, my mind's deranged, my pp's sore and what's more
My shoes got scuffed up pretty bad
No its okay I'll suffer through the pain and sorrow
I'll surely muster up the strength to come tomorrow
I feel real dizzy, think I ought to take a seat
What's this weird stuff all on my sheets?
I feel like shit, I look like shit, I smell like shit, oh shit, I think I'm shit
A big, fat, stinky, brown and greasy, lumpy, dumpy, stupid pile of shit
I'm talking shit
My job is shit, I act like shit, my shit's all shit, it seems I must be shit
The evidence is clear, pass me a beer, I've been completely in denial
Out of style
All the while
I'm a pile
I don't think I'm gonna get much done today
I got so fucked up last night with Andy and Brad
I need a drink to help me think I'm feeling pretty bad
I feel like shit, I look like shit, I smell like shit, oh shit, I think I'm shit
A fat and wasted, glazed and basted, fried and breaded, fucked up piece of shit
My job is shit, I act like shit, my shit's all shit, it seems I must be shit
The evidence is plain, pass Mary Jane, I've been completely in denial
Out of style
All the while
I'm a pile
I feel like shit, I look like shit, I smell like shit, oh shit, I must be shit