Song parody of
Nothin to say
by Don McCollom
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Everything in life is such a chore
I just can’t have no fun no more
If I’m there early I have to wait
When I’m on time I miss the date
Even even odds can be a long shot
A sure thing means I miss the pot
Fifty fifty flip I’ll lose the coin
Just another kick right in the groin
Plenty of no good nothin to say
I fall on my knees it’s judgement day
Lord winks at me bout something to pray
Nothin bout nothin works out okay
Biorhythm off since the day I was born
When I bend over my pants are torn
I can’t rely on a perfect plan
Why am I such a fed-up man
Every intersection I’m stuck on red
When I roll over I fall out of bed
Living Murphys law every day of my life
I can’t cut butter with a hot sharp knife
Plenty of no good nothin to say
I fall on my knees it’s judgement day
Lord winks at me bout something to pray
Nothin bout nothin works out okay
Stepping in a pile of doggy poop
My favorite little chicken done flew the coup
I can’t scratch an itch and a fungus toe
Always got to potty when there’s no place to go
My glass half empty done spilled on the floor
I lost all my marbles when they tallied the score
My neighbors keep saying oh bless your heart
The roof is a leaking and my truck won’t start
Plenty of no good nothin to say
I fall on my knees it’s judgement day
Lord winks at me bout something to pray
Nothin bout nothin works out okay
Everything in life is such a chore
I just can’t have no fun no more
If I’m there early I have to wait
When I’m on time I miss the date
Even even odds can be a long shot
A sure thing means I miss the pot
Fifty fifty flip I’ll lose the coin
Just another kick right in the groin
Plenty of no good nothin to say
I fall on my knees it’s judgement day
Lord winks at me bout something to pray
Nothin bout nothin works out okay
Biorhythm off since the day I was born
When I bend over my pants are torn
I can’t rely on a perfect plan
Why am I such a fed-up man
Every intersection I’m stuck on red
When I roll over I fall out of bed
Living Murphys law every day of my life
I can’t cut butter with a hot sharp knife
Plenty of no good nothin to say
I fall on my knees it’s judgement day
Lord winks at me bout something to pray
Nothin bout nothin works out okay
Stepping in a pile of doggy poop
My favorite little chicken done flew the coup
I can’t scratch an itch and a fungus toe
Always got to potty when there’s no place to go
My glass half empty done spilled on the floor
I lost all my marbles when they tallied the score
My neighbors keep saying oh bless your heart
The roof is a leaking and my truck won’t start
Plenty of no good nothin to say
I fall on my knees it’s judgement day
Lord winks at me bout something to pray
Nothin bout nothin works out okay
