Piece of Sh*t

Everyone's a piece of shit I'm no exception to the rule Think some days I just might quit But nowadays it just ain't cool Na-na-na-na-na-na Yeah, it's our anthem Na-na-na-na-na-na Everyone's a piece of shit But we pretend to get along Maybe we're just used to it Guess our future's dead and gone Dead and gone Na-na-na-na-na-na Yeah, it's our anthem Na-na-na-na-na-na So put your hands up Na-na-na-na-na-na Yeah, it's our anthem Na-na-na-na-na-na So put your hands up I know my boss thinks I'm a dick So read my finger, fuck this job I wanna drink 'til I'm sick (oh shit) And pass out on a stranger's lawn, love Na-na-na-na-na-na Yeah, it's our anthem Na-na-na-na-na-na Everyone's a piece of shit But we pretend to get along Maybe we're just used to it Guess our future's dead and gone Dead and gone Na-na-na-na-na-na Yeah, it's our anthem Na-na-na-na-na-na So put your hands up Na-na-na-na-na-na Yeah, it's our anthem Na-na-na-na-na-na So put your hands up Oh, oh So put your hands up This is an exclamation, this is our stand This is what I fucking hate about everybody Everyone, everyone is a piece of shit