I'm Sick (Of This American Life)

I'm Sick (of this American Life)



Screw kid, I got nothin' to say

Quit buggin' me, go away

High time you realize

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 'em 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