A Chip On His ShoulderHE ALWAYS HAS something to grumble about,
Has the man with the chip on his shoulder;
The world to the dogs is going, no doubt,
To the man with the chip on his shoulder;
The clouds are to dark, the sun is too bright.
No matter what happens, it is never right;
When peace is prevailing he is spoiling to fight,
The man with the chip on his shoulder.