Horrible Day
Frank Black
the Catholics
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Well, I took a little something
To make my worries go away
I laid down with a movie
And I started to feel OK
But I heard the doorbell ringing
And I opened up to see
My worries they were waiting there for me
Now Death, as you d expect
He was all dressed up in black
Misfortune in her stockings
And a curve upon her back
And the Chorus Of The Lonely
In their gospel robes, of course
They were singing bout my imminent divorce
It s a beautiful day
No, it s a horrible day
Maybe I will grin but I won t bear
It s a beautiful day
No, it s a horrible day
And for the first time in my life I just don t care
So let me get my coat
And let me get my stash
I ll trade my VCR
For a pocketful of cash
I ll take off with my worries
And I ll even let Death drive
We re sure to get there
Dead or alive
It s a beautiful day
No, it s a horrible day
You can see here by my grin I don t give a f*ck
It s a beautiful day
No, it s a horrible day
And for the first time in my life I don t need the luck
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