I don't want to work
I want to bang on the drum all day
I don't want to play
I just want to bang on the drum all day

Ever since i was a tiny boy
I don't want no candy
I don't need no toy
I took a stick and an old coffee can
I bang on that thing 'til i got
Blisters on my hand because

When i get older they think i'm a fool
The teacher told me i should stay after school
She caught me pounding on the desk with my hands
But my licks was so hot
I made the teacher wanna dance
And that's why

Listen to this
Every day when i get home from work
I feel so frustrated
The boss is a jerk
And i get my sticks and go out to the shed
And i pound on that drum like it was the boss's head
Because

I can bang that drum
Hey, you wanna take a bang at it?
I can do this all day