Verse 1 I should be in bed Playing dead You know when I’ll be dead Tomorrow, my aching head Chorus I don’t want to go to Work My boss is a freakin’ Jerk Why don’t we call Out sick? My boss is a freakin’ Dick! Verse 2 I should be rich Filthy rich I don’t really have a stich That’s my sad old sitch. Bridge I should be sleepin’ But I’m still peepin’ I can’t put my brain down My brain is going to town Chorus I don’t want to go to Work My boss is a freakin’ Jerk Why don’t we call Out sick? My boss is a freakin’ Dick! Verse 3 I should be in dreamland Catching z’s Snoring all night except to sneeze Dreaming of some big tease Chorus I don’t want to go to Work My boss is a freakin’ Jerk Why don’t we call Out sick? My boss is a freakin’ Dick! Verse 4 I admit I hate my clock When it cries I just want to try and survive Even if more dead than alive Bridge I should be sleepin’ But I’m still peepin’ I can’t put my brain down My brain is going to town Chorus I don’t want to go to Work My boss is a freakin’ Jerk Why don’t we call Out sick? My boss is a freakin’ Dick! Verse 5 I give up, okay let me Count sheep, It may not be too deep But I gots to, gots to, go to sleep… Outro I should be sleepin’ But I’m still peepin’ I can’t put my brain down My brain is going to town… Chorus I don’t want to go to Work My boss is a freakin’ Jerk Why don’t we call Out sick? My boss is a freakin’ Dick! Spoken: That’s it. I’m going to quit. Everyone? Fuck it. I’m done.
