Mr Suit

I'm tired of being told what to think I'm tired of being told what to do I'm tired of f**king phonies That's right, I'm tired of you No, no, no, no, no, no, Mr. Suit You can take your f**king money and shove it up your arse 'Cause you think you understand, well it's a f**king farce I'm tired of f**king phonies That's right, I'm tired of you And if you turn and walk out that door And take your f**king money, let me tell you what it's for I'm tired of f**king phonies That's right, I'm tired of you