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Bad Day At Work
Stressed out enough to wanna smoke
Drink beer, and take a toke
Hang out with Nick, and listen to folk
One more day, I won't be broke
Drop and egg on the floor, and spilled the yolk
I'm sick of the snow reflecting sunlight
I only come out at night
Thats when things be alright
I won't have such an urge to fight
That wouldn't be a pretty sight
And right now I don't have the might
Muscles tense and tight
To tired to take the plight
And thats a delight
Tomorrow comes and i'll be flowin' still
Right now I fell like poppin' pills
I could use some cheap thrills
Watch Nick fall in vasol that he spills
But I got a strong will
Blood boilin' hot, I need to chill
