Cant be just another face in the crowd    Just another person, just another frown    But I?m down cause the pointless job that I do    I could sit there and stare till my face might turn blue    working to support all the things I don?t need    working to support my growing greed    what I need is money for my expenses    but being unhappy, damn, that?s expensive       I can not, believe that I got    this summer job last year, now its my career      Sitting at my desk starring blankly outside    as moment after moment of my life tick by    I could cry, as I think of my lost ambitions    as I try to keep my job so I don?t have to dig ditches    I?m stuck in a rut, I?m a human machine    not exactly my idea of the American dream    I could scream and expose all my layers of hate    but sorry I cant cuz I?m already late       Wut do I get for sitting on my ass    everyday at a job that I hate    what I get is shit, I don?t wanna deal with it    moneys not the only thing that makes you great       So wut would make me happy, wut exactly went wrong    I know I?ve been complaining since the intro to this song    I cant even think of a way to say this    the only job I want is to be rich and famous    So go grab a shirt, go buy some CDs    take the extra ones and pass them out please    come and take our picture, hang my poster on your wall    you only bought one, you know you wanna buy em all    responsibility seems to sound so wrong    it took so fuckin long just to write this song    disciplines real good for some people I guess    but for me discipline leads directly to stress   everybody needs some ambition sometimes    but wut if my ambition is to sit and get high    don?t mistake me for an asshole or call me a jerk    cause I?m the only millionaire that never had to work