I woke up this morning and I hit a wall In my head I begin to crawl To the nearest infirmery Into a doctor I would see He asked me what, what was wrong? And so I told him I ... gone I'm sick of the job as I'm sick of the kids I'm sick of the kids with the 10 dollars whips I'm sick of the testes I'm sick of the ... I'm sick of the glasses with the paint ... Sick of the van, I'm sick of the ... I'm sick of the face with the fucking ... Sick of the kids, I'm sick of it I'm sick of everything I can't see Till the end, there's a song don't you know I'm with you Till the end, there's a song don't you know I'm with you Till the end, there's a song don't you know I'm with you Till the end, there's a song don't you know I'm with you Don't you know, I am with you.