Bitch, I can't complain, my life ain't perfect
Universe has shown that some great lives are put through conflict
Yeah I got problems, you know I'm sleep deprived
I don't like normal apples, I need them caramelized
TV shows, they just ain't made the same
I wanna watch Big Time Rush, that shit was the flame
Now all that's on is Squawk On The Street, that show's to blame
For all the issues the world puts us through
War, disease, global warming, too
Even Kobe dead, Michael Jordan with the flu
38 Points, 7 boards, 5 assists, really
Here's another thing, to persist
But all of it just falls down way too soon
If they be born in March, they be dead by June
Sad stuff this is, but I gotta move on
I hate people who buy in bulk with coupons
This world
(This world)
Will keep on
(It'll keep on spinnin')
Everything stinks
(It does)
But I just gotta get through
(You must, you must do it)
Even if I complain
(Complaints is crucial, yeah)
I've got to stand up, for me
(It's important that you do that, yeah)
I hate when people think that they can walk into a restaurant
Five minutes before close and feel like they're on top
(Of the world)
There are workers who need to get home to feed their children
Not your damn job, bone
Please, leave them alone when the shift is up
And if you really that hungry, then tip the waiter
(Yup)
I hate when parents talk about how great their kids are
Like, wow, he's great at math
That's not really that bizarre
Here's some math for ya
If I subtract you from existence
Then this world will become much better, so good riddance
I mean it's great that you're proud of your kids and all
But, nobody else wants to hear about your offspring
I'm sorry
Something else I hate is when people don't appreciate
The little things, like if you get a compliment you pay respect back
Don't mean to parent you, but say, "Ma'am or sir, durr"
It's unbelievable, the disrespect you show
When you call them a bro
This world
(This world)
Will keep on
(It'll keep on spinnin')
Everything stinks
(It does)
But I just gotta get through
(You must, you must do it)
Even if I complain
(Complaints is crucial, yeah)
I've got to stand up, for me
(It's important that you do that, yeah)
I complain a lot
But, it's all pretty valid
Beef Boys, yes
The Beef Boys - Complaints Lyrics
The Beef Boys - Complaints Lyrics
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English
Bitch, I can't complain, my life ain't perfect
Universe has shown that some great lives are put through conflict
Yeah I got problems, you know I'm sleep deprived
I don't like normal apples, I need them caramelized
TV shows, they just ain't made the same
I wanna watch Big Time Rush, that shit was the flame
Now all that's on is Squawk On The Street, that show's to blame
For all the issues the world puts us through
War, disease, global warming, too
Even Kobe dead, Michael Jordan with the flu
38 Points, 7 boards, 5 assists, really
Here's another thing, to persist
But all of it just falls down way too soon
If they be born in March, they be dead by June
Sad stuff this is, but I gotta move on
I hate people who buy in bulk with coupons
This world
(This world)
Will keep on
(It'll keep on spinnin')
Everything stinks
(It does)
But I just gotta get through
(You must, you must do it)
Even if I complain
(Complaints is crucial, yeah)
I've got to stand up, for me
(It's important that you do that, yeah)
I hate when people think that they can walk into a restaurant
Five minutes before close and feel like they're on top
(Of the world)
There are workers who need to get home to feed their children
Not your damn job, bone
Please, leave them alone when the shift is up
And if you really that hungry, then tip the waiter
(Yup)
I hate when parents talk about how great their kids are
Like, wow, he's great at math
That's not really that bizarre
Here's some math for ya
If I subtract you from existence
Then this world will become much better, so good riddance
I mean it's great that you're proud of your kids and all
But, nobody else wants to hear about your offspring
I'm sorry
Something else I hate is when people don't appreciate
The little things, like if you get a compliment you pay respect back
Don't mean to parent you, but say, "Ma'am or sir, durr"
It's unbelievable, the disrespect you show
When you call them a bro
This world
(This world)
Will keep on
(It'll keep on spinnin')
Everything stinks
(It does)
But I just gotta get through
(You must, you must do it)
Even if I complain
(Complaints is crucial, yeah)
I've got to stand up, for me
(It's important that you do that, yeah)
I complain a lot
But, it's all pretty valid
Beef Boys, yes
Universe has shown that some great lives are put through conflict
Yeah I got problems, you know I'm sleep deprived
I don't like normal apples, I need them caramelized
TV shows, they just ain't made the same
I wanna watch Big Time Rush, that shit was the flame
Now all that's on is Squawk On The Street, that show's to blame
For all the issues the world puts us through
War, disease, global warming, too
Even Kobe dead, Michael Jordan with the flu
38 Points, 7 boards, 5 assists, really
Here's another thing, to persist
But all of it just falls down way too soon
If they be born in March, they be dead by June
Sad stuff this is, but I gotta move on
I hate people who buy in bulk with coupons
This world
(This world)
Will keep on
(It'll keep on spinnin')
Everything stinks
(It does)
But I just gotta get through
(You must, you must do it)
Even if I complain
(Complaints is crucial, yeah)
I've got to stand up, for me
(It's important that you do that, yeah)
I hate when people think that they can walk into a restaurant
Five minutes before close and feel like they're on top
(Of the world)
There are workers who need to get home to feed their children
Not your damn job, bone
Please, leave them alone when the shift is up
And if you really that hungry, then tip the waiter
(Yup)
I hate when parents talk about how great their kids are
Like, wow, he's great at math
That's not really that bizarre
Here's some math for ya
If I subtract you from existence
Then this world will become much better, so good riddance
I mean it's great that you're proud of your kids and all
But, nobody else wants to hear about your offspring
I'm sorry
Something else I hate is when people don't appreciate
The little things, like if you get a compliment you pay respect back
Don't mean to parent you, but say, "Ma'am or sir, durr"
It's unbelievable, the disrespect you show
When you call them a bro
This world
(This world)
Will keep on
(It'll keep on spinnin')
Everything stinks
(It does)
But I just gotta get through
(You must, you must do it)
Even if I complain
(Complaints is crucial, yeah)
I've got to stand up, for me
(It's important that you do that, yeah)
I complain a lot
But, it's all pretty valid
Beef Boys, yes
Writer: George Dalle-Molle
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid