1995 — текст песни (Operation:cliff Clavin)

all my plans just blow up in my face
and i guess i`m just having a bad day
but every single day it seems just the same
and i`m so sick of having a bad day
and i wonder when my lucks gonna change
i keep having a bad day
and i don`t know what else i can say
and i`ve had three hundred and sixty five bad days
and i can`t believe what time it is
it looks as if i`ve done it again
i let another day slip drip down the drain
and i feel like i`m wasting my time
saving a never ending line
with nothing else to do but watch time tick away
sometimes i think about calling it quits
and i guess i`m just having a bad day
they tell me to cheer up and to deal with it
but i keep on having a bad day
and i don`t think you know how i feel
and i`m so sick of having a bad day
and i don`t think i`ll ever learn to deal
with having three-hundred-sixtyfive bad days
the last thing i need is another friend
they always turn out so bad in the end
and i don`t think i can deal with that again
and i can`t believe i`ve wasted all year
i`ve got to get soso far away from here