REM - Bad Day
We're dug in deep the price is steep.
The auctioneer is such a creep.
The lights went out, the oil ran dry
We blamed it on the other guy...
Sure, all men are created equal.
Heres the church, heres the steeple
Please stay tuned-we cut to sequel
ashes, ashes, we all fall down.
Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times,
Lord... count your blessings.
Ignore the lower fear
Ugh, this means war... It's been a bad day.