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one bad day - linguistics lyrics

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[intro]

[verse]
heard a bang and i woke up
my eyes feel heavy and the dream that i just had was so nuts;
i dreamt everybody went out to motion and then the whole dance floor turned into the ocean
then i rubbed my eyes and looked around, i was confused;

“what the f-ck? this ain’t my room!”

my head’s beating and my body’s like a dead weight
oh yeah, that’s it, i must’ve stayed at ed’s place
then my phone rings and even though i’m half asleep
i read the name and it’s telling me it’s charlie p

“say charlie, when we gettin’ to the studio?”
he said, “what the f-ck man, we’re meant to be at studio…”
i said, “shit man, sorry i must’ve overslept”
“give me five minutes and i’m ready, let me get dressed”

check the train times, there’s one in one hour
i thought “cool, that leaves me time to have a shower.”

got out the shower, put some clothes on and rung a taxi
don’t know the city well, but they know the backstreets
put some shoes on and tied them up
took me about five minutes ‘cos i’m tired as f-ck

twenty minutes go, i get a text, it’s about time
it’s the taxi driver saying that he’s waiting outside
walked to the lift, feeling like i’m in a dream
sign reads “out of service, sorry for the inconvenience.”

i can’t believe it man, you must be kidding me
i’m up fifteen flights, you must be shitting me
headed to the stairwell, dreading every single step
p-ssed the no smoking sign, light me up a cigarette

running down the stairs, nearly there, on the last step
i go to jump, but then bail on the last step;
i looked around checking nobody saw
then i pressed the green b-tton to open the door

[chorus]

i hate sundays man; well, some sundays
it’s just that one day… i hate sundays

[verse]
i stepped outside, feeling better now i got air
i looked around for my taxi but it’s not there;
i rang them up ready to leave, this is long
“sorry sir actually he’s been and he’s gone”

checked the time and i haven’t got plenty
my brain’s not in a state to deal with the stress, see
if i make this train it’d be amazing;
i start running, just as i do it starts raining

ten minutes later i reach my destination
well by that i mean i made it to the station
it was so busy that i can barely move through
go to buy a ticket and of course there’s a huge queue

get to the front, and ask for the ticket,”costs thirty pounds sir”
cool charlie said he’d split the cost
but still man, i can’t believe the flipping cost
printed out the ticket and then watched the geezer rip it off

turned around, started running for the train
it leaves in two minutes but i’m praying that it’s late
i get to the platform, realise i’ve made it
but i’m trying to work out where the hell my train is

the train pulls in; and this is awkward
everybody trying to work out where the door stops
the train stops, but not where i planned
wait, this means i might have to stand up the whole way

walked through the carriages trying to find a seat
i need a cigarette and probably something to eat
then finally, some luck came through
a spare seat, one with a table, too

i put my bag down, now i gotta sit
i make a deep sigh, and then notice the girl opposite (wow)
she looked at me with a grin
which surprised me considering the state i was in

so i went with it, and i have her a smile back
thinking if she smiles back again then we might chat;
she did, so just as i went to speak
i realised she was smiling at the guy next to me

[chorus]
f-cking hell…
what?

i hate sundays… some sundays
it’s just that one day
i hate sundays… well some sundays
it’s just that one day

[verse]
i put my headphones in and zoned out to some big l
trying to forget this day ‘cos it had been hell
shut my eyes, and went off to sleep
two hours later train stopped with a screech

i picked my bag up and got off the train
just my luck, of course there was more rain
honestly the though, by then i’d just given up
rain could be bricks and i probably wouldn’t give a f-ck

arrive at the studio, feeling so raw
charlie p answers with a beer at the door
he said, “come on man, i need some more commitment”
“not now mate please i’ve had a mission”

so i put my bag down and headed for the mic stand
put the headphones on with my right hand
charlie said, “alright then, what’s the plan mate?”
i said “i think i’m gonna do a song about a bad day.”

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