Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bad Day, artist - Asher Roth.
Date of issue: 19.04.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Bad Day |
So I’m in the airport getting ready to leave |
Heading to a friend’s wedding in the N.Y.C |
But my head has been spinning, I’m forgetting to eat |
All this jet setting has been really getting to me |
It’s already 11:20, I’m ready to sleep |
But instead I end up sitting in a 27-C |
An aisle seat, fine by me |
But the guy that’s inside’s always tryin to pee |
With a wild child behind me, he’s cryin and keeps |
Flippin out and kickin at me while he violently screams |
So I silently plea, oh God, please |
Let there be a honey sitting 27-B |
But of course some morbidly obese |
Beast is in the seat that wheezes when he breathes |
Dude sitting D is at least three deep |
And he keeps telling me what is wrong with his knees: (I got bad knees) |
'Osgood Schlatters,' just need water |
But for a bottle they charge two dollars" (what?) |
And when I thought that it couldn’t get worse |
I forgot my iPod |
I’m havin a bad day |
Nothin ever seems to go my way |
Everybody needs to go away |
Why? |
Because I’m havin a bad dayyyyy, yeah |
Hey hey, and it just keeps goin (keep goin) |
And it just keeps (goin on!) |
And it just keeps goin (keep goin) |
And it just keeps (goin on) |
So four hours and turbulence |
We land when I’m about to turd in my pants |
But the captain has «Seatbelt fastened» |
So my ass is just passin gas and |
Then at last I escaped from the plane |
When I’m minutes away from clinically insane |
I make my way towards baggage claim |
When I hear a high-pitched voice scream my name (Asher!) |
Some dumb bitch I went to high school with |
While I’m sweating she’s telling me she likes my shit |
I just smile and think, 'bout how great it would be |
If I could just hit this chick with a quick leg sweep (leg sweep) |
So I pick up my L.L. Bean |
And beeline for the next taxi |
In need of weed, and boxer briefs |
But my bag’s only got Maxi’s |
I’m havin a bad day |
Nothin ever seems to go my way |
Everybody needs to go away |
Why? |
Because I’m havin a bad dayyyyy, yeah |
Hey hey, and it just keeps goin (keep goin) |
And it just keeps (goin on!) |
And it just keeps goin (keep goin) |
And it just keeps (goin on) |
I check in to my hotel room |
And I pick up my cell phone to dial the groom |
Tell him my mood and how I’m ordering food |
And I’m probably gonna stay in and watch a movie |
But the tube has no HBO (what?) |
So anything I want, yo I’m paying fo' |
But I’m lame and broke, so I’m laying in a robe |
Watching that «Little People, Big World» show |
Right then there’s a knock at the door |
It’s my last hope for a Spanish whore |
Who will change my sheets in exchange for penis |
«Hi, I’ve lost my cat; |
have you seen it?» |
Jesus, this day is the worst |
At least I can give Little Me a jerk |
And then go to sleep, healthy and disease-less |
It guess it could be worse; |
but I’m just |
I’m havin a bad day |
Nothin ever seems to go my way |
Everybody needs to go away |
Why? |
Because I’m havin a bad dayyyyy, yeah |
Hey hey, and it just keeps goin (keep goin) |
And it just keeps (goin on!) |
And it just keeps goin (keep goin) |
And it just keeps (goin on) |
Hey, and it keep goin onnnnn |
Hahahaha, yo |