Bad Day

Bad day
What a trip
This lady burst into flames
Kids just laughed
She was mad
Wanted her dress in red
Bad day
No joke
Found a dime
Broke my back
Doctor said it’d cost twenty-five cents
Bad day
Wrote the words that freed my soul
Gust of wind
Took it away
Rain came down
And washed all my sins down the drain
Rain
Bring my happy back again

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