I`m tired of being told what to think
I`m tired of being told what to do
I`m tired of fucking phonies
That`s right, I`m tired of you
No, no, no, no, no, no, Mr. Suit
You can take your fucking money and shove it up your arse
`Cause you think you understand, well it`s a fucking farce
I`m tired of fucking phonies
That`s right, I`m tired of you
And if you turn and walk out that door
And take your fucking money, let me tell you what it`s for
I`m tired of fucking phonies
That`s right, I`m tired of you