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