I went to work. It was a Friday night.
Work late again. My schedule sucks all right.
We started closing up and shutting down the vats.
But then I dumped all the Frosty.

And that's about the time I slipped and fell, you see.
Why do I work here for $5.23?
And I feel more abused by management.
What the hell? It's 1:30.
My friends say I should make more wage.
What's my wage again? What's my wage again?

Then later on, on the drive home...
I realized I left the grill on.
I went back to the store. I set off the alarm.
The state looks down on burglary.

And that's about the time that I explained, you see,
that it sucks working for $5.23.
And they don't trust me with an alarm code.
What the hell is "password please" ?
My friends say I should make more wage.
What's my wage again? What's my wage again?

That's about the time I quit my job, you see.
I started giving away food for free.
With many years ahead to find a job.
Mart greeters make more than me.
I wanna make a larger wage.
What's my wage again?

And that's about the time I quit my job, you see.
No longer work here for $5.23.
Maybe I'll go work for the mob next year.
That might pay much more, you see...
My friends say I should make more wage.
What's my wage again? What's my wage again?