E
Screw kid, I got nothin' to say
E
Quit buggin' me, go away
E
High time you realize
I didn't come here to socialize
Chorus:
D
I'm sick
G
Sick of this American life
D A
And I've learned the value of human sacrifice
Verse 2:
I like staring at two glass eyes
Keep 'em stuffed museum-style
Got alarms set all around
In case they move around
Chorus:
I'm sick
Sick of this American life
And I've learned the value of human sacrifice