D C G  G C (x6)
              D                 C G
              I don't want to work
             G C         D                     C              G     G  C
              I want to bang on these drums all day
              I don't want to play
              I just want to bang on these drums all day

 A
  Ever since I was a tiny boy
    Bm
  I don't want no candy, I don't need no toy
 A
  I took a stick and an old coffee can
    E                                         G
  I bang on that thing 'til I got blisters on my hand because

              I don't want to work
              I want to bang on these drums all day
              I don't want to play
              I just want to bang on these drums all day

  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

              I don't want to work
              I want to bang on these drums all day
              I don't want to play
              I just want to bang on these drums all day
                            *Interlude*   chorus (x4)  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 don't want to work
              I want to bang on these drums all day
              I don't want to play
              I just want to bang on these drums all day

              I don't want to work
              I want to bang on these drums all day
              I don't want to play
              I just want to bang on these drums all day...
                                                                                         (repeat & fade)