You know how this wild, wild world works
Little man gets fucked everytime
And all of the corporations
Fuck their own workers, kindly standing in line
If you ever fall so down to the mud
that you're looking for work
Hear these words of wisdom
and grab along some lubrication

Where's my money?
I'll stab you in the eye
Where's my money?
Hand it over or die

Hey fuckers, I'll be coming to see you with my paycheck in mind
Make sure it's ready for me there
or I'll let out the pain I feel inside

Where's my money?
I'll stab you in the eye
Where's my money?
Hand it over or die (x2)