Well apathy's got a hold on me And it won't let go Tell me your problems, I'll tell you mine Motherfucker you're gonna know Well I can go for a change Go for a job Tell me about your rock band Tell me about your job SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP Well Tommy's too young Bobby's too drunk I only know one note Chris needs a watch to keep time We'll never find the time to vote And I can for a change Go for a job Tell me about your girlfriend Tell me about your job SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP