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