Homesick tired All alone in a big city Why should ev'rybody pity me, Nighttime's falling, folks are a singin', they dance till break of day Dear Old Southland with it's dreamy songs Takes me back there where I belong How I'd love to be in mammy's arms

My life has meaning again Sittin' on the interstate The end of another day Feeling tired, feeling beat up, feeling small Sick of running this rat race And Coming last place Feeling like I don't matter at all Then I walk through the door She says "I

Born with nothing and die with everything Fed-up, tired, sick and twisted One man army, I'm enlisted Trust yourself, trust no one else Fuck a hero, be yourself And I don't need your lousy hand-out Clinched fists I'll fight my way out Fight my way out

Lazy lies today (lazy lies today) Tomorrow you might change But it's lazy lies today (lazy lies today) But it's lazy lies today (Lazy lies today, lazy lies today) (Lazy lies today) Sick and tired, and you wanna see a change But you don't wanna change for

That's the way you come to me I'm head over heels And I'm always gonna be That's okay I love the way you come to me Sun breaks I can't wait Til I'll be on my way again I'm sick and tired of waiting With nothing to do Watching the rain through a crack

People like you You live in a dream world You despise the outside And you fear you're the next one It's in your dream There's just one question Should I kill Or should I be left behind Sick and tired

But personally, I think you'd be better with somebody like me But worse of all, you don't even see (you don't even see) Girl, don't take it personal Don't take it personal I'll be sick and tired of being sick and tired Tell me what you like I think it's

I won't go getting tired of you I'm not getting tired So shame on me for the ruse Shame on me for the blues Another one returned that I'll never use I can be your liar I can be your bearer of bad news Sick and uninspired by

It's too late for all that lovey-dovey shit I'm your brother shit, all that other shit It's too late for all that It's too late for all that, ayy Sick of these niggas (sick, sick) Whatever you did, it is what it is And I'm so tired (tired) I fuck with

I want to be free from this ball and chain and Be free from this life of pain and be free from this ball and chain I want to be free from you Sick and tired of being sick and tired So sick and tired of being sick and tired Woke up and I feel like shit I