Tell My Boss, I Hate You lyrics
by Bomb the Music Industry!
I don't wanna wake up to an alarm clock ever again
I don't wanna sit through 8 AM traffic ever again
First hour of these 15 days that I'll be away
I feel I'm never coming back
For 15 days I'm not gonna have to button my shirt or wear a neck tie
For 15 days all I gotta do is drink drink drink till I f*cking die
Cubicle vs. the fresh air? We know who's winning there
I feel I'm never going back
Home is punching in
Home is 9 to 5
So tell my boss, "I hate you and it's time for you to die."
Take it back. Take the bathroom key
Take the stapler that doesn't belong to me
Look, di*k, I'm not gonna wake up
Stressed about things that have nothing to do with me
Pass me another beer. The wind is in my hair
I feel I'm never going back
For 15 days I'm not gonna have to
Be a yes man for bad ideas
I'll get to play, I'll get to drink
I'll wake up hungover but I won't care
Sure it's a two week holiday, but I'll see if I can stay
I feel, I feel, I feel, I'm never going back
Back to punching in, sleeping at my desk
Back to 9 to 5
So tell my boss, "I hate you and it's time for you to die a slow death, bleed in excess, give my life back and kiss my ass."
I'm not punching in
I'm not working for some di*k
I'm sleeping 9 to 5
So tell my boss "I hate you and it's time for you to die."