I got me a job and now I wonder if it's worth it

So clap your hands if you work for the man

Dlipping, mopping, cooking in the burger hut kickin'

Skin all shiny from the grease up in the kitchen

And why do the managers talk to me

Like I really care about a fast food career?

And why do the other kids work here too

Try to get me all fired like I even want to work here?

You make cheeseburgers, pal!


I can't take it!

I just can't take it!

I can't take it!

I just can't take it!

I can't take it!

I can't take it no more!

I can't stand these cheeseburger politics!


So I try to chat it up with somebody here

About anything besides this burger career

But everybody's grippin'

Moppin' so no slippin'

No one wants to get caught by someone else trippin'

And why do the people here all make a fuss

Of throwing other co-workers under the bus?

And why don't they see you don't get paid that much more

Playing office politics like I even want to work here?

You make cheeseburgers, pal!


We can't take it anymore!

We don't want to fight in your burger war!

We don't want to do this anymore!

We don't want to fight in your burger war!

No more!