It seems like everyone's pickin' on me
Life can be rough on a kid
It seems like everyone's pickin' on me
I've had a bad, bad day
That she says she can't wear anymore
I've had a bad, bad day
Not like I thought it would be
And he frowned at me all day
Then I hid his pipe 'cause it smells when he smokes it
He shouldn't smoke anyway
'Til I let my pet snake get loose in the kitchen
It don't hurt much now,but it did
Not like I thought it would be
I've had a bad, bad day
So between mom's coat and my grandpa's tobacco
And a little on the carpet and floor
I covered it up with mom's coat from the closet
Not like I thought it would be
I've had a bad, bad day
I've had a bad, bad day
Now I've been in trouble all day
I put some sand in my grandpa's tobacco
They've almost worn out the seat of my britches
I've had a bad, bad day
I got some paint on the wall, a pretty orange color
