Letra de Too Late

Well I didn't go home when I should have The boys and me had a really good laugh We drank all night till the sunshine came I went home pissed was completely lame Now it's monday morning, 7 o'clock Time to go to work but my head feels like a rock I can already hear my boss shout at me Why the fuck did I drink that last can of beer Another boring day at work Work hard as a slave still they treat me like a jerk My boss calls me names cause I ran a little late Wants to give me less money I'm already underpaid Now here I am, half past two Feel like a clown I don't know what to do My head's still spinning I really need a beer Fuck work fuck my boss I am out of here Take a breath what a relief I was going nuts Now I made the decision I finally had the guts I can do what I want, no longer a fool Not ever again will they treat me like a tool I'm a punkrocker and I'm back alive No-one will ever take control of my life It feels great to be out of that shithole I'm gonna start again I'm gonna sign up on the dole