(lyrics are written by Greg Brown)
I've been up honey all night long
It felt right, now it feels wrong
I just want to feed my misery
The Boston Globe and some black coffee
I don't want to have a nice day
And I wish that you wouldn't say
That to me, not that 'a way
I don't want to have a nice day
I think that somebody unscrewed my head
I know I look just like an unmade bed
But you know that when I feel this way
What it is is 'a what I say
I don't want to have a nice day
And I wish that you wouldn't say
That to me, not that 'a way
I don't want to have a nice day
I can remember a little restaurant, you know?
Somewhere down in Chicago
She threw that whopper right in my face
And she said to me, "Have a nice day"
And I said,
I don't want to have a nice day
And I wish that you wouldn't say
That to me, not that 'a way
I don't want to have a nice day
What'dya wanna do then?
I wanna weep, I wanna sleep
I wanna get by cheap
I wanna creep into the deep
I wanna fall down in a heap
I'm gonna do it right here on your floor
If you say that to me just once more
You'll have to roll me right out the door
Yeah, I'll give ya the old 'what for'
I can remember what the people did
Way back when I was just a little kid
They didn't ask you to be always high
They just said thank you and goodbye.
I don't want to have a nice day
And I wish that you wouldn't say
That to me, not that 'a way
I don't want to have a nice day
No, no, no, etc
Why don't you have one?
Take two, they're small
Why don't you have a day like a painting of kid with big eyes?
Why don't you have a day like a puppy with a ribbon around it's neck?
Like the sun going down over the sea?
Why don't you have a day like a painting of a kid with big eyes holding a puppy with a ribbon around it's neck, standing down by the with the sun going down? No, no, no, no
I don't wanna no, no
I don't wanna no, no
No, no, no, no, etc
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Thanks to (Jeremy Cooney) for correcting these lyrics. Apr 2, 2008
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I've been up honey all night long
It felt right, now it feels wrong
I just want to feed my misery
The Boston Globe and some black coffee
I don't want to have a nice day
And I wish that you wouldn't say
That to me, not that 'a way
I don't want to have a nice day
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