The Bitcher of Anderson Station

So then I go down to the station
For this particular initiation
Why am I not first in line?
You ain't no friend of mine
I've been waiting for three weeks, mate
Even if you think it all looks great
What? You've been here since noon?
Don't you know that there ain't no spoon

Cushy job on a planetary space
I'd fuckin' kill for your place
You need to get out of that bleeding rut
But you only invest in your gut
You live in an hybrid lake
Work like a freekin slave to make
Some guy in Vegas a little more rich
Like a little bitch you just scratch an itch

He's the Bitcher, the Bitcher of Anderson Station
Show a little, a little appreciation

Your taxonomy feels like shit
I'm sure your Instagram's lit
If only I could blow up all your cache
Your EPIDA can kiss my ash
Just look into your utilization
And keep an account for your cremation
Nobody cares that you love you dog
As long your wife don't look like a hog

Everyone knows that you're a fake
If only you'd bought one more cake
You could have owned that hut in Silverlake
You're just an omnivibe, multi-business quake
Cry old man, cry for your children's sake

He's the Bitcher, the Bitcher of Anderson Station (that's me)
Show a little, a little appreciation (alright!)

When everything is shite
Noone knows your dirty plight
You just need to blow off some steam
Be a bastard in extreme
When you've given it all you got
But you hate the bloody lot
When you ain't got no more patience
Go ahead and be the Bitcher
Of Anderson Station

He's the Bitcher, the Bitcher of Anderson Station (that's me!)
Show a little, a little appreciation (aw yeah!)
He's the Bitcher, the Bitcher of Anderson Station (that's me!)
Show a little, a little appreciation (thank you!)