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I woke up on the wrong side of the dirt
today.
Got a storm in my chest,
a cloud in my head Black dog followin' close to my bed
Pour the black coffee,
spit in the sink Don't even wanna hear what you think
Yeah, the floorboards creak,
the window pane shakes One more word is all that it takes
I feel the pressure risin' deep in my throat (yeah)
This heavy anchor's gonna sink the whole boat
I'm in a bad mood,
don't cross my path! (aghh!)
Feel the fury of a hurricane's wrath!
No sunshine comin' through this pine wood door
Just a bitter taste and a cold wooden floor!
Down-home misery, a dynamic disease Got me on my knees,
pleadin' with the breeze But the wind don't blow,
it just bites like a hound With a shovel in my hand,
digging into the ground (ugh!)
I'm in a bad mood,
don't cross my path! (aghh!)
Feel the fury of a hurricane's wrath!
No sunshine comin' through this pine wood door
Just a bitter taste and a cold wooden floor!
Just a bad mood... (sighhh)