This Place - Descendents

This place sux

I haven’t found a single thing to call my own

And there’s nothing left for me to do

Just play the game, pretend to do work

No my boss isn’t a jerk

It’s just this place

This place sux

I’ve been slinking through the halls

Like an unwashed dog

And everybody treats me like a criminal

Talk about me behind my back

At least I don’t have a stick up my ass

Like the people in this place

This place sux

This place sux

This place sux

I feel my confidence draining away

I feel them laughing at me everyday

I never thought it would end up this way

Good thing I’m not going to stay

This place sux

I haven’t found a single friend in

Three whole years

Cause there’s nobody here but the bible boys

Talking about their white bread politics

Gotta leave the room

Cause you’re making me sick

Gotta leave this place

This place sux