I guess it all started when i woke up this morning
Everything seemed okay
'Til i let my pet snake get loose in the kitchen
Now i've been in trouble all day
I got some paint on the wall,a pretty orange color
And a little on the carpet and floor
I covered it up with Mom's coat from the closet
That she says she can't wear anymore
I've had a bad,bad day
Not like i thought it would be
I've had a bad,bad day
It seems like everyone's pickin' on me
I put some sand in my Grandpa's tobacco
And he frowned at me all day
Then i hid his pipe 'cause it smells when he smokes it
He shouldn't smoke anyway
So between Mom's coat and my Granpa's tobacco
Life can be rough on a kid
They've almost worn out the seat of my britches
It don't hurt much now,but it did
Chorus (x2).