I am not a particular fan of days like today, you know.
One of dem dayz
That spied reflection sure gave me a start
But I'm glad to be breathing and gotta beating heart.
Why in the name of Jesus did I get out of the bed
Is the only thing rolling around in this head
Yep,
One of dem dayz
Watch my lips somebody
I'm just curious
Seems mighty mysterious
Everybody still looking the same
Hey, what's your name?
but ain't nobody gettin' wid it
Is what I'm sayin' really all that lame?
(Said hello and you would have thought I spat on the person's feet.
Humph! Made we want to take my friendly little gesture back in a heartbeat.)
Yep,
One of dem dayz
This day, this time, this time
I just don't seem to fit
Feel like I'm about to fall in some dark pit
and speaking of feet -
Lord, have mercy,
All run over and molded to a strangers toes
Whose shoes are these walking on this unrecognized dusty road.
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