More songs by Good Charlotte
Description
Associated Performer: Good Charlotte
Lyricist, Composer: Benji Madden
Lyricist, Composer, Producer: Don Gilmore
Lyricist, Composer: Joel Madden
Engineer: Mark Kiczula
Assistant Engineer: Fox Phelps
Mixing Engineer: Andy Wallace
Mastering Engineer: Ted Jensen
Lyrics and translation
Original
Growing up, I never dreamed of clocking in or clocking out
I feel like I'm being paid to lose my mind
I'm getting older, feeling colder
Like my youth is almost over
And all my dreams are fading faster all the time
All my life I've waited
For a chance to chase this feeling
Don't tell me what to do, I don't wanna work for you
It don't pay enough, it ain't adding up
Yeah, life's too short
I'll never be like you, so keep your uniform
I don't make enough, I'm not acting tough
I'm just out the door, I don't work here anymore
Oh-oh, I don't work here anymore, oh-oh
Your blonde hair, those blue eyes were as crystal as the ocean
And I knew it, I could see you by my side
When you walked in, it was over, I felt sober for the first time
When you took my hand, my dreams were opened wide
All my life I was praying
For a chance to have this feeling
Don't tell me what to do, I don't wanna work for you
It don't pay enough, it ain't adding up
Yeah, life's too short
I'll never be like you, so keep your uniform
I don't make enough, I'm not acting tough
I'm just out the door, I don't work here anymore
Oh-oh, I don't work here anymore, oh-oh
'Cause I only ever dreamed about this
With every test, I tried my best not to fail
But they always made me doubt it
Not this time, this one's mine, I'm not for sale
Don't tell me what to do, I don't wanna work for you
It don't pay enough, it ain't adding up
Yeah, life's too short
I'll never be like you, so keep your uniform
I don't make enough, I'm not acting tough
I'm just out the door, I don't work here anymore
Oh-oh, I don't work here anymore, oh-oh
I don't work here anymore, oh-oh
I don't work here anymore, oh-oh
English translation
Growing up, I never dreamed of clocking in or clocking out
I feel like I'm being paid to lose my mind
I'm getting older, feeling colder
Like my youth is almost over
And all my dreams are fading faster all the time
All my life I've waited
For a chance to chase this feeling
Don't tell me what to do, I don't wanna work for you
It don't pay enough, it ain't adding up
Yeah, life's too short
I'll never be like you, so keep your uniform
I don't make enough, I'm not acting tough
I'm just out the door, I don't work here anymore
Oh-oh, I don't work here anymore, oh-oh
Your blonde hair, those blue eyes were as crystal as the ocean
And I knew it, I could see you by my side
When you walked in, it was over, I felt sober for the first time
When you took my hand, my dreams were opened wide
All my life I was praying
For a chance to have this feeling
Don't tell me what to do, I don't wanna work for you
It don't pay enough, it ain't adding up
Yeah, life's too short
I'll never be like you, so keep your uniform
I don't make enough, I'm not acting tough
I'm just out the door, I don't work here anymore
Oh-oh, I don't work here anymore, oh-oh
'Cause I only ever dreamed about this
With every test, I tried my best not to fail
But they always made me doubt it
Not this time, this one's mine, I'm not for sale
Don't tell me what to do, I don't wanna work for you
It don't pay enough, it ain't adding up
Yeah, life's too short
I'll never be like you, so keep your uniform
I don't make enough, I'm not acting tough
I'm just out the door, I don't work here anymore
Oh-oh, I don't work here anymore, oh-oh
I don't work here anymore, oh-oh
I don't work here anymore, oh-oh