Fuck the World

Lyrics
I called in sick to work today and stayed in bed 'til noon Now I just don't care what's going on outside this room Things aren't getting better My future's not so bright Fuck the world, I'm hanging out with you tonight Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ohh Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ohh Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ohh Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ohh The food stamps that they gave you won't pay for my cigarettes My [?] is full of [?] and [?] Things aren't getting better My future's not so bright Fuck the world, I'm hanging out with you tonight Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ohh Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ohh Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ohh Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ohh [Guitar lead] Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ohh (Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ohh) Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ohh (Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ohh) Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ohh (Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ohh) Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ohh [Spoken] "27 Things I Want To Do To You," tape rolling
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Credits
- Writers
- Joe Queer
- Ben Weasel