Eff This Job

I hate this job (yeah) I'm 'bout to quit (yeah) And I'ma tell you right now how I'm finna do it, listen I'm gonna walk to the back office to the restaurant Kick the door off the hinges Then I'll smash up the room and steal all the ink for the printer 'Cause that shit's expensive Then I hit the whole place with a glitter bomb (ooh) Then I grab the P.A. and I switch it on (what?) 'Cause I got something to say on the intercom "Attention customers, I did your mom" I'll tell 'em, every day, the cook puts his feet in the crème brûlée And I'll walk out and I'll be smiling As all the patrons riot behind me It'll feel so good when I'm walkin' out I'ma give 'em something to talk about (yeah) Fuck this job Fuck this job I hate this job (yeah) I'm 'bout to quit (yeah) And I'ma tell you right now how I'm finna do it I'm 'bout to walk right out of this awful place I'm gonna scream real loud in my boss' face I really wish I could burn this place down, like in Office Space I might end up goin' to jail, yes, I just might catch a case, uh Put the printer in the parking lot and crush it with my car Give the company a Yelp review of only one star Send a memo to the people over at H.R. And it says, "If you need me, I'ma be at the bar" It'll feel so good when I'm walkin' out (when I'm walkin' out) I'ma give 'em something to talk about (yeah) Fuck this job Fuck this job I hate this job (yeah) I'm done with it (yeah) So repeat after me if you're ready to quit Say, "I quit" ("I quit") "I'm walkin' out right now" ("I'm walkin' out right now") Say, "I quit" ("I quit") "And I ain't comin' back" ("And I ain't comin' back") Bitch! You gonna do it? You gonna walk out? Yeah, yeah, of course But, but, but not right now, y'know? I owe my grandma beer money Yeah, man, yeah My Verizon bill's due