Bad Mood

Better to be ready if you rattle my cage,

Oh I should loosen up some, baby I know.

But I get angrier with age,

Better to be ready if you rattle my cage.

Oh you look disappointed in me,

Oh am I not as thoughtful as you thought I’d be?

Yeah I know I’m always giving you the third degree,

But you look disappointed in me.

Now I’m in a bad, bad mood; a bad, bad mood.

I’m in a bad, bad mood; a bad, bad mood.

We’ll rate, generate, generate some more,

So what you singing about summer for?

Forgive me if I’m onto one,

And I’ll afford it but I suspect,

That retrospect to your perception,

You’re looking in the wrong direction.

As I’m sure you’ll come through,

I’m in a pretty awful mood.

Better to be ready if you rattle my cage,

And I know I’m always putting it on you.

But I get angrier with age,

Better to be ready if you rattle my cage.

Now I’m in a bad, bad mood; a bad, bad mood.

I’m in a bad, bad mood; a bad, bad mood.

I’m in a bad, bad mood; a bad, bad mood.