I'm Sick (Of This American Life)

Screw kid I got nothing to say

Quit bugging me, go away

High time you realized

I didn't come here to socialize

I'm sick, sick of this american life

And I've learned the value of human sacrifice

I like staring at two glass eyes

Keep them stuffed, museum style

Got alarms set all around

In case they move around

I'm sick, sick of this american life

And I've learned the value of human sacrifice