E
  Screw kid, I got nothin' to say
E
  Quit buggin' me, go away
E
  High time you realize
I didn't come here to socialize 

Chorus:
D
I'm sick
                      G
Sick of this American life
         D                                   A
And I've learned the value of human sacrifice

Verse 2:
I like staring at two glass eyes
Keep 'em stuffed museum-style
Got alarms set all around
In case they move around

Chorus:
I'm sick
Sick of this American life
And I've learned the value of human sacrifice