Horrible Day

Well, I took a little something

To make my worries go away

I laid down with a movie

And I started to feel OK

But I heard the doorbell ringing

And I opened up to see

My worries they were waiting there for me

Now Death, as you’d expect

He was all dressed up in black

Misfortune in her stockings

And a curve upon her back

And the Chorus Of The Lonely

In their gospel robes, of course

They were singing ‘bout my imminent divorce

It’s a beautiful day

No, it’s a horrible day

Maybe I will grin but I won’t bear

It’s a beautiful day

No, it’s a horrible day

And for the first time in my life I just don’t care

So let me get my coat

And let me get my stash

I’ll trade my VCR

For a pocketful of cash

I’ll take off with my worries

And I’ll even let Death drive

We’re sure to get there

Dead or alive

It’s a beautiful day

No, it’s a horrible day

You can see here by my grin I don’t give a fuck

It’s a beautiful day

No, it’s a horrible day

And for the first time in my life I don’t need the luck