A Bad Day

I guess it all started when I woke up this morning

Everything seemed okay

'Til I let my pet snake get loose in the kitchen

Now I've been in trouble all day

I got some paint on the wall, a pretty orange color

And a little on the carpet and floor

I covered it up with mom's coat from the closet

That she says she can't wear anymore

I've had a bad, bad day

Not like I thought it would be

I've had a bad,bad day

It seems like everyone's pickin' on me

I put some sand in my grandpa's tobacco

And he frowned at me all day

Then I hid his pipe 'cause it smells when he smokes it

He shouldn't smoke anyway

So between mom's coat and my grandpa's tobacco

Life can be rough on a kid

They've almost worn out the seat of my britches

It don't hurt much now,but it did

I've had a bad, bad day

Not like I thought it would be

I've had a bad,bad day

It seems like everyone's pickin' on me

I've had a bad, bad day

Not like I thought it would be

I've had a bad,bad day

It seems like everyone's pickin' on me