Six sticks of dynamite
Six sticks of dynamite
Things aren’t going right.
My mind’s all uptight, and
I don’t have to work tonight.
I just might explode, and
maybe get into a fight.
I feel like a short fuse on
six sticks of dynamite.
My girl friend up and went away.
My job’s getting harder every day.
The repo man came yesterday,
And my cousin’s here to stay.
Can’t watch my TV anyway.
I think the sun’s too bright,
And so is the moon at night.
Too much to think about alright,
And I need to make my
Problems go out of sight.
I feel like a short fuse on
six sticks of dynamite.