I'm standing in line for the 17th time this dayIt's warm, no, it's hot for this time of MayThe man in front is doing nothing at allYeah, he's gonna stay there all dayI bake in my nose and I see what's for dinnerI'm bored, broken, dirty, and there's * on my windowMy mirror's reflecting a girl, she has more hair than meWish I didn't see a mustache to beWish I didn't see a mustache to beBecause I'm sick of it allI'm sick of it allWhy am I standing in this line?Why am I wasted all this time?Well, I don't have anything else left to doI'm standing in line for the very last time todayIt's warm, no, it's hot for this time of the dayBecause I'm sick of it allYes, I'm sick of it allBecause I'm sick of it allYeah, I'm sick of it allYeah, I'm sick of it allI'm sick of it all, I'm sick of it all, I'm sick of it all