Something to Prove by Irishtoothache Lyrics
[Chorus: Peter Muth]
I take shits bigger than you
If I was crazy I would probably pull the trigger on you
But you and I both know I got something to lose
I'm gonna pack my things up I got something to prove
I take shits bigger than you
If I was crazy I would probably pull the trigger on you
But you and I both know I got something to lose
I'm gonna pack my things up I got something to prove
[Verse 1: Glaze]
For the past three years I've worked at this one place
Two years only got one raise
But I drink two beers every other Friday
Getting crunk at my desk when I make your webpage
Always come in late
And always leaving early
Always looking at my clock
Shit it's only 3:30
Shit I got another two hours to go
Shit there's another jerk calling on my phone
"My website's broke, can you please fix it?"
Yeah sure I can drop all my other business
Yeah sure, just give me a minute
You hate me now but you'll be thanking me when I'm finished
It's three o' clock in the afternoon
My boss just left and I wanna leave too
But he just gave me a shit load of work to do
Ah fuck it..
I got something to prove
[Chorus: Peter Muth]
I take shits bigger than you
If I was crazy I would probably pull the trigger on you
But you and I both know I got something to lose
I'm gonna pack my things up I got something to prove
I take shits bigger than you
If I was crazy I would probably pull the trigger on you
But you and I both know I got something to lose
I'm gonna pack my things up I got something to prove
[Verse 2: E-Dubble]
A couple years ago
I had a couple jobs
Where I never felt involved
And I felt like I was robbed
In my place of employment
The place that I never found enjoyment
So I would spend half the days sitting on the toilet
The cover still down and my pants still up
I would even read asleep
Dreaming that I wasn't stuck
In this nine to five hell hole
Wishing for a well so
I can make a buck and cop a couple pair of shell toes
Top down, driving through the city
With the topless, chick with tig bitties
That was my daydream on a constant basis
But I couldn't make it happen I was constipated
Stuck in the same place with a dead end job
Being white, tall and privileged shouldn't be so hard
I may have a PA [?] but it feels like bs
Putting files in a cabinet has got new stress so...
Let me try and find something new
Beef up the CV embellish that truth
Couple fake references call Peter Muth
Have a Mac like my boss from the Philadelphia zoo
Where I was the VP of PR
Dreaming safe can only get you so far
Now I'm on a nonprofit where I make six figures
And I help little kids who starve
[Chorus: Peter Muth]
I take shits bigger than you
If I was crazy I would probably pull the trigger on you
But you and I both know I got something to lose
I'm gonna pack my things up I got something to prove
I take shits bigger than you
If I was crazy I would probably pull the trigger on you
But you and I both know I got something to lose
I'm gonna pack my things up I got something to prove
I take shits bigger than you
If I was crazy I would probably pull the trigger on you
But you and I both know I got something to lose
I'm gonna pack my things up I got something to prove
I take shits bigger than you
If I was crazy I would probably pull the trigger on you
But you and I both know I got something to lose
I'm gonna pack my things up I got something to prove
[Verse 1: Glaze]
For the past three years I've worked at this one place
Two years only got one raise
But I drink two beers every other Friday
Getting crunk at my desk when I make your webpage
Always come in late
And always leaving early
Always looking at my clock
Shit it's only 3:30
Shit I got another two hours to go
Shit there's another jerk calling on my phone
"My website's broke, can you please fix it?"
Yeah sure I can drop all my other business
Yeah sure, just give me a minute
You hate me now but you'll be thanking me when I'm finished
It's three o' clock in the afternoon
My boss just left and I wanna leave too
But he just gave me a shit load of work to do
Ah fuck it..
I got something to prove
[Chorus: Peter Muth]
I take shits bigger than you
If I was crazy I would probably pull the trigger on you
But you and I both know I got something to lose
I'm gonna pack my things up I got something to prove
I take shits bigger than you
If I was crazy I would probably pull the trigger on you
But you and I both know I got something to lose
I'm gonna pack my things up I got something to prove
[Verse 2: E-Dubble]
A couple years ago
I had a couple jobs
Where I never felt involved
And I felt like I was robbed
In my place of employment
The place that I never found enjoyment
So I would spend half the days sitting on the toilet
The cover still down and my pants still up
I would even read asleep
Dreaming that I wasn't stuck
In this nine to five hell hole
Wishing for a well so
I can make a buck and cop a couple pair of shell toes
Top down, driving through the city
With the topless, chick with tig bitties
That was my daydream on a constant basis
But I couldn't make it happen I was constipated
Stuck in the same place with a dead end job
Being white, tall and privileged shouldn't be so hard
I may have a PA [?] but it feels like bs
Putting files in a cabinet has got new stress so...
Let me try and find something new
Beef up the CV embellish that truth
Couple fake references call Peter Muth
Have a Mac like my boss from the Philadelphia zoo
Where I was the VP of PR
Dreaming safe can only get you so far
Now I'm on a nonprofit where I make six figures
And I help little kids who starve
[Chorus: Peter Muth]
I take shits bigger than you
If I was crazy I would probably pull the trigger on you
But you and I both know I got something to lose
I'm gonna pack my things up I got something to prove
I take shits bigger than you
If I was crazy I would probably pull the trigger on you
But you and I both know I got something to lose
I'm gonna pack my things up I got something to prove