Fuck 'em All !
 
To hell with the boss that won’t get off my back;
to hell with the girl I can’t get in the sack.

To hell with the good times, I can’t get back;
to hell with my life, I can’t get on track !

Chorus:
Fuck ‘Em All ! Fuck ‘Em All !
Fuck ‘Em All ! Fuck ‘Em All !

I used to have, all these goals for myself;
but now they’re collecting dust on a shelf.

I used to look at the world without fear;
but now I’m stuck in this damned neutral gear.

Chorus:
Fuck it all ! Fuck it all !
Fuck it all ! Fuck it all !

Solo

Climax:
When every door, is slammed in my face:
I want to put someone in a neck brace.

When all I hear, all the time is no:
When all I feel is my frustration grow!

Fuck em all !