Story Behind The Song
This one goes out to all of the service industry workers and working class friends out there. There's a constant sense of physical pain and an emotional toll from trying to hard to just make ends meet. Our social security nets have either disappeared or failed us completely, and it seems like the only thing to look forward to is lying in bed, waiting for the next 12 hour shift.
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| Song Length |
4:52 |
Genre |
Rock - Grunge |
Lyrics
My body aches, my feet hurt
I'm so late and my boss is a jerk
There's no winning this rat race
On thin ice while I figure skate
Sleeping in my laundry, watch another movie
Can't afford a family or another hobby
Guess I'll spend my time feeling miserable instead
Can't help but think I'd be better off dead
ooh, ooh
ooh, ooh
This can't be it
F**k the government
Work myself to the bone
Don't have health, but got a phone
To buy more things
I don't need
Don't have insurance
But a girl could dream
ooh (ooh) ooh (ooh)
ooh (ooh) ooh (ooh)
My body aches, my feet hurt
I'm so late and my boss is a jerk
There's no winning this rat race
On thin ice while I figure skate
Sleeping in my laundry, watch another movie
Can't afford a family or another hobby
Guess I'll spend my time feeling miserable instead
Can't help but think I'd be better off dead
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