Grumpy - Buck 65

Oops, up on the wrong side of the bed

I’m in a bad mood, brooding like Achilles type attitude

Including a short fuse

Shitfaced, and pissy pants

You better keep your distance

My panties are twisted

Anti resistant

Red hot and bothered

Blistered and bloodshot

Rotten and dirty

Disturbed is the word

I’m down in the dumps

Perturbed if you prefer

I’m grumpy as something

I’m one grouchy grampa

Dusty and disgruntled and crusty

You better not test me, trust me

I’m a flustered old bastard

My feathers are ruffled

So back off buster, you best not stress me

Just don’t bug me

I’m hungry and ugly

So don’t try to hug me, please and thank you

I’m cranky for some reason

Maybe I’m crazy

A phase I suppose, it’s just one of those days

It comes and it goes

I probably just need a rest

Just a little PMS, I don’t mean to be a pest

So leave me alone, I’m a little low on patience

Don’t ask questions, I’m not open to suggestions

I’m hoping to cope with it

Myself, and I’m sure

It’ll help if I practice and act immature

I’m a prickly cactus, a barbed wire bulldog

A bump on a log, guard ball, I’m god awful

I don’t wanna take a pill

I don’t wanna take a walk

I don’t wanna go to sleep

I don’t wanna have a talk

This is my grumpy song

For when there’s something wrong

I don’t know what it is

It shouldn’t be but it is (x3)

Don’t wanna take a pill

I don’t wanna take a walk

I don’t wanna go to sleep

I don’t wanna have a talk