Bad day song Limp Bizkit "Break Stuff" Its just one of those days, Where you don't want to wake up. Everything is fucked, Everybody sucks. You don't really know why, But you wanna justify, Rippin someone's head off. No human contact, and if you interact, your life is on contract. Your best bet is to stay away motherfucker, It's just one of those days It's all about the he-says, she-says bullshit, I think you better quit, let the shit slip Or youll be leaving with a fat lip. It's all about the he-says, she-says bullshit, I think you better quit, talking that shit. Its just one of those days Feeling like a freight train. First one to complain, Leaves with a bloodstain. Damn right I'm a maniac, You better watch your back, Cause I'm fucking up your program. And then your stuck up, You just lucked up, Next in line to get fucked up. Your best bet is to stay away motherfucker, It's just one of those days It's all about the he-says, she-says bullshit, I think you better quit, let the shit slip Or youll be leaving with a fat lip. It's all about the he-says, she-says bullshit, I think you better quit, talking that shit. Ohh, so come and get it. I feel like shit, My suggestion..is to keep your distance. Cause right now im dangerous. We've all felt like shit, And been treated like shit. All those motherfuckers, That wanna step up, I hope you know, I pack a chainsaw. I'll skin your ass raw, And if my day keeps going this way, I just might Break something tonight I pack a chainsaw. I'll skin your ass raw, And if my day keeps going this way, I just might Break something tonight I pack a chainsaw. I'll skin your ass raw, And if my day keeps going this way, I just might Break your fucking face tonight. Give me something free. (x2) Just give me something free. I got your fucking face. I hope you know, I pack a chainsaw. WHAT! A chainsaw. WHAT! A motherfucking chainsaw. WHAT! So come and get it. It's all about the he-says, she-says bullshit, I think you better quit, let the shit slip Or youll be leaving with a fat lip. It's all about the he-says, she-says bullshit, I think you better quit, talking that shit. Ohh, so come and get it.
Marilyn Manson - This Is The New Shit Everything's been said before There's nothing left to say anymore When it's all the same You can ask for it by name Babble, Babble, Bitch, Bitch Rebel, Rebel, Party, Party Sex, sex, sex, don't forget the violence Blah, blah, blah Got your lovey-dovey sad and lonely Stick your stupid slogan in Everybody sing along Babble, Babble, Bitch, Bitch Rebel, Rebel, Party, Party Sex, sex, sex, don't forget the violence Blah, blah, blah Got your lovey-dovey sad and lonely Stick your stupid slogan in Everybody sing along Are you motherfuckers ready for the new shit? Stand up and admit it, tomorrow's never coming This is the new shit Stand up and admit it Do we need it? NO! Do we want it? YEAH! This is the new shit Stand up and admit it Babble, Babble, Bitch, Bitch Rebel, Rebel, Party, Party Sex, sex, sex, don't forget the violence Blah, blah, blah Got your lovey-dovey sad and lonely Stick your stupid slogan in Everybody sing along Everything's been said before There's nothing left to say anymore When it's all the same You can ask for it by name Are you motherfuckers ready for the new shit? Stand up and admit it, tomorrow's never coming This is the new shit Stand up and admit it Do we need it? NO! Do we want it? YEAH! This is the new shit Stand up and admit it Now it's you-know-who I've got the you-know-what I stick it in the you-know-where You know why, you don't care Now it's you-know-who I've got the you-know-what I stick it in the you-know-where You know why, you don't care Now it's you-know-who I've got the you-know-what I stick it in the you-know-where You know why, you don't care Now it's you-know-who I've got the you-know-what I stick it in the you-know-where You know why, you don't care Babble, Babble, Bitch, Bitch Rebel, Rebel, Party, Party Sex, sex, sex, don't forget the violence Blah, blah, blah Got your lovey-dovey sad and lonely Stick your stupid slogan in Everybody sing along Are you motherfuckers ready for the new shit? Stand up and admit it, tomorrow's never coming This is the new shit Stand up and admit it Do we need it? NO! Do we want it? YEAH! This is the new shit Stand up and admit it Let us We're entertaining you Let us We're entertaining you Let us We're entertaining you Let us We're entertaining you Let us We're entertaining you
i don't have a losing day song, but on many good days i play dub music (instrumental experimental reggae with some mc'ing). it's my soundtrack to paradise.
Do the Wall Street shuffle Hear the money rustle Watch the greenbacks tumble Feel the sterling crumble You need a yen to make mark If vou wanna make money You'll need the luck to make a buck If you wanna be a Getty Rothschild You've gotta be cool on Wall Street You've gotta be cool on Wall Street When your index is low Dow Jones ain't got time for the bums They wind up on skid row with holes in their pockets They plead with you, buddy can you spare a dime But you ain't got the time Doin' the Doin' the Oh Howard Hughes, did your money make you better Are you waiting for the hour when you can screw me 'Cause you're big enough To do the Wall Street shuffle Let your money hustle Bet you'd sell your mother You can't buy another Doin' the Doin' the You buy and sell You wheel and deal But you're living on instinct You get a tip You follow it And you make a big killing On Wall Street
1 X 1 Widespread Panic! >>> Those faceless spirits on the bridge out on Clear Creek Do you remember when disaster struck that night Yeah those white lines disappear without a warning As the unsuspecting moon to the tide One by one as they go down Sugar man drags you round Yeah one by one they'll drag them on down Yeah the Joneses took took that last turn a bit too fast They went spinnin off the highway to the ground And as the water started to rise above their necks Yeah that old man dropped his candy One by one as they go down Sugar man drags you round Yeah one by one they'll drag them on down And there were screams fading out into silence There were blue arms reaching hands out for the sky Turned out they found an unannounced destination At the bottom of Clear Creek that summer night One by one as they go down Sugar man drags you round And if disaster strikes your town They'll just break, that Sugar man's around Yeah one by one they'll drag them on down --------------------------------------------------------------------------------