It’s one of those days, I’m sorry to say
When everything is hard…
From frying up my bacon and eggs,
To the ice out in my yard.
I don’t know why these days occur.
I’ll probably never know.
But this headache came on way too fast ,
And the aspirin acts too slow.
On days like this I’d be better off,
If I’d have stayed in bed.
’Cause simple things like taking a shit,
Could wind up with me dead.
Burned myself on the coffee pot.
While brewing up my coffee
And only one word can rhyme with that,
And I ain’t got no TOFFEE.
This is a day that’s hard to take
And I can’t seem to best it.
There’s only one thing that isn’t HARD
Yep…you fuckin’ guessed it.
I guess one can attribute days like this to fate, karma or biorhythms. All I know is I hate ’em.