I work in a kitchen
I got this job 'cause I was sick of bitchin'
About having no money in my pocket
Now I hardly make enough to make a livin'
And I'm still bitchin'
But now about this kitchen
No, I don't want to add that to my prep list
No, I don't wanna let you bum a cigarette
No, I don't wanna move that to a smaller container
But I guess I will and do my own shit later
No, I don't wanna make room on the speed rack
No, I don't wanna take the oil out back
No, I don't wanna fix the potato salad
But I guess I will
Yes chef, yes chef, yes chef, yes chef
No, I don't wanna make your salad on the fly
No, I don't wanna train another new guy
No, I don't wanna put away the grocery order
But I guess I will
No, I don't wanna smell to see if that's OK
No, you probably should have thrown it out yesterday
No, I don't wanna see a picture of your kitten
But I guess I- damn, yeah she's pretty cute
I guess that I will just have to stay high all day
So I don't care about the stupid shit you say
I guess that I will just have to stay high all day
So I don't care about the stupid shit you say
No, No
I work in a kitchen
I got this job 'cause I was sick of bitchin'
About having no money in my pocket
Now I hardly make enough to make a livin'
And I'm still bitchin'
But now about this kitchen
No, no more kitchen clothes
No, no more stoner-hip-hop-radio
No, I don't wanna hear about your shitty boyfriend
I don't wanna skewer anymore raw chicken
No, no more tie-me-ups
No, no more acting like I give a f*ck
I don't wanna lift another box of potatoes
But I guess I will