[Intro]
Guys, I've got a lot of problems in my life. I wrote a song about some of the problems in my life, hope that some of you can relate to it. Here we go

[Verse 1]
Walkin' around, I've got no one to talk to
There's everyone, and then there's just me
If I could change, don't you think that I'd do it?
God only knows why he cursed me to be
A straight white man
I state my problems
Other people roll their eyes
Three trips to the mall
Zero khakis in my size
I've never been the victim
Of a random search for drugs
But you can't say my life is easy
Until you've walked a mile in my UGGs

[Chorus]
Straight white man, I know the road looks tough ahead
The women want rights
The gays want kids, what?
Can't you just leave us alone?
And also, no to the things you asked for

[Bridge]
They're being greedy and they know it, okay?
[Verse 2]
Everyone thinks that I've got it easy
And just 'cause it's true, doesn't mean that it's right
So pull up a chair, and put down your pitchforks
Give me a chance to show you what it is like
To be a straight white man
The church has never made me
Feel ashamed of who I am
But I get e-mails from Zappos
That Gmail doesn't mark as spam
My country's Constitution
Was hand-written by my race
But my wife bought me the brand new iPhone
With an iPod Touch's case— case doesn't fit that phone

[Chorus]
Straight white man, I know the road looks tough ahead
The women want rights
The blacks want not to be called "the blacks," sorry
Can't you just leave us alone?
Also, no to the things you asked for
No

[Instrumental Bridge]

[Chorus]
Straight white man, I know the road looks tough ahead
The women want rights
The African-Ameri— it doesn't work for the rhythm
We used to have all the money and land
And we still do, but it's not as fun now
[Outro]
Thank you
If you were offended by that, it was ironic
Isn’t that fun? I meant the whole opposite of it!