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!