Got back from your holiday
Got no clue what's going on today
But you're in charge or so they say
That's how it goes here everyday
That's why my songs are so sad
And everyone says I'm f*cked in the head
Cheated your way through the NCAA
Got your degree anyway
Just like your daddy
Watch your football on Sunday
Got the nerve to ask why I always look so down
Talk about your IRA's and how you need to lose a few pounds
While I sweat behind the bar and serve you more rounds