[Chorus: x2]
It goes shrug these shoulders
What did I do wrong

Give em' a blank face
What did I do wrong
Where did we go wrong

What did I do wrong
Well I dunno but I still say sorry though


[Verse 1:]
Been tryn'a get a job for six months long
And it's wearing thin just try'na stay strong

Wanna wear it in, that suit walk based upon that
Peter Jackson fasion to move along
So you alter any faults in ya resume

Outline any attributes your willing to demonstrate
With a keen attitude you include a heavyweight
Stretched of your so called skill, checked a better place

The chances, after all no phone calls nor answers
50 cover letters and still no answers
You need to raise the standard to get what you demanding

Few days in a lewd then away with an interview
You hit back with that pitiful tone and you already know
"Sorry but we hired someone and they're better than you

They were more qualified, thanks for applying with our institute" (what...)

[Chorus x2]


[Verse 2:]
Well a slow stroll making my way home

Cops on patrol I'm under my own, steady role
Not that far to go, they go
"hows it going mate" while they wind down the window

Info required knowing ID's desired
I'm quick to foster these pockts to find it, I find it
Pass it to the boys in blue, the annoying crew

Surely they got more to do
My point of view says tell em' to $#&@ off
I ain't really in the mood for these corrupt cops

Wanna cut loose but I let em' bust chops
Exchange some hate ain't really any love lost
Won't catch me smiling for the cameras mug shot

It's just one of those things I spose
Maybe it's my face, my clothes, my shaven head or my overgrowth
Either way I'll wait as time froze

20 minutes later and they let me go
About 10 metres and I'm up the road
And I yell out a "!#@* you" just to let em' know

(Your so $#&@ing tough Muph)
Yeh well, $#&@ing oath!


[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3:]

What, she's got that look in her eye
Like she can't identify with my implied vibe
And she's probably right try'na pick up on a lie

I don't understand why she doesn't realise
I'm not that type of guy, really
You can believe it I'm faithful, grateful

And I'm not that conceited but I am a defeatist who needs it all explained
So you better take off that scowl before the wind change
And in came the gush she doesn't wanna open up

Can't quite rip the trust within the Muph
It's really quite simple enough just tell me what I did
And I'll store it where all the rest of my knowledge is

We only just met yet your tryin to play the locksmith
Please, I'm a need a key to see what I did wrong


[Chorus x2]

Muph $#&@ed up

What did I do wrong
Muphed up, $#&@ed up
(ohhhhh %#@!)

What did I do wrong
Well I dunno but I still say sorry though