uhaul, oh, uhaul, you make me so angry i feel nauseated
it’s not the 100 degree weather in which i hauled my own boxes
nor the smell of the cab
it’s not the 8 foot high stack looming into the sky
nor the fridge to clean out as i leave and the fridge to clean out when i arrive
it’s u, uhaul
you suck, and make me so angry i feel nauseated
you overbook your trucks and blame your customers for your mistakes
you threaten and yell
you pit customers against each other and lay blame when it is only due to u
uhaul
you suck
uhaul, oh, uhaul i should have stuck to my declaration of 7 years ago
next time, oh, next time, i will
no uhaul for me
ever again
and, if i have my way, no uhaul for any of my friends, strangers i run into, or other innocent who needs a truck in which to haul their lives
uhaul, oh, uhaul, never again