Day Of Wrong Moves Songtext

Yeah!I wake up; beaten, wrapped around the T.V.Strange I was in bed when I slept...And the tooth-paste's weird'Coz when I try to talk; I blow a bubble insteadI got one shoe on'n'the other one's gone..And my head's in the box full of bread...Yeah! I know I've been tricked- And I hate to admit- I should've stayed in bed!But I'll grit my teeth'n'take it'Coz it's a day of wrong movesI just know I've been chosenTo a day of wrong movesOn a day of wrong movesA bad morning has brokenTo a day of wrong movesAnd my feet walk out; from under my brainLike a high-wire artist I fall!I keep forget; that I'm a neighbourhood threatGod's not polite at allThese days come without a warningThere must be a sign on my roofIt took a while just to see..- That someone's pickin' on me...And try to burn my fuseBut I grit my teeth'n'take itHey! It's a day of wrong movesI just know I've been chosenTo a day of wrong movesYeah! A day of wrong movesA bad mornin' has brokenTo a day of wrong movesI'm 6 feet tall with 20 movable partsOn a day of wrong movesAnd sometimes they mess up'n'this is how it starts...On a day of...Yeah! Turn the radio on and up!!.Hey!! I'm gonna call up work and say I'm dead!That's a wrong moveTurn on the T.V. and forgetBut that's a wrong moveCall up the cops'n'confess!!!No that's a wrong move'Coz I'm out on the wrong side of the bed!!!!Hey, that's a wrong move- But whatever I do; I have to make it throughA day of wrong moves- I just know I've been chosenTo a day of wrong movesYeah, a day of wrong movesA bad mornin' has brokenTo a day of wrong movesHey! I'm 6 feet tall with 20 movable parts..On a day of wrong moves- And sometimes they mess up...n this is how it startsOn a day of...On a day of wrong moves yeah!
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