Well I took a little something to make my Worries go away I laid down with a movie And I started to feel okay
But I heard the doorbell ringin’ And I opened up to see My worries they were waiting there for me
Now death as you’d expect was all dressed up in black misfortune in her stocking and a curve upon her back and a 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
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 pocket full 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 fuck 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 For the first time in my life I don’t need the luck For the first time in my life...
Compositor: Charles Michael Kittridge Thompson Iv (BMI)Editor: Spime Songs (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #2129418 em 10/Abr/2024