The coffee ran out today
No fag-ends in the ashtray
Seems like I'm out of luck
So many things that suck
This, that and all between
Yeah, everything I've seen
I can't even stand my face
I'm a hopeless case

I LIVE IN A WHININGLAND
AND I CAN'T TAKE A STAND

My work is a heavy weight
Noone goes up at 8
My car is out of gas
The radio's playing fusionjazz
Got a girl who's untrue
She's been to bed with you
My future's a tight-knit rope
No way that I can cope

I LIVE IN A WHININGLAND
AND I CAN'T TAKE A STAND
I LIVE IN A WHININGLAND
WE'RE SUCH A SHITTY BAND

Fuck me and fuck you too
I've got nothing to do
You're charmed and I'm bewitched
Just hear the way I bitch
I charge myself on trial
To whine is my cool style
God bless those who complain
I drive myself insane

I LIVE IN A WHININGLAND
AND WE'RE SUCH A SHITTY BAND