I Don't Want To Have A Nice Day - Greg Brown

I been up, honey, all night long

It felt right, now it feel wrong

I just wanna feed my misery

The _Boston Globe_ and some black coffee

I don’t wanna have a nice day

And I wish that you wouldn’t say

That to me, not that-a-way

I don’t wanna have a nice day

I think that somebody unscrewed my head

I know I look just like an unmade bed

But y’know when I feel this way

What it is is a-what I say.

And

I can remember a little restaurant, you know

Somewhere down around Chicago

She threw that Whopper right in my face

And then she said, «Have a nice day.»

I said

What d’ya wanna do then?

Umh!

I wanna weep;

I wanna sleep

I wanna get by cheap

I wanna creep into the deep

I wanna fall down in a heap

I’m gonna do it right on your floor

If you say that to me just once more

You’ll have to roll me right out the door

Yeah, and give me the ol' what for

I can remember what the people did

Way back when I was a little kid

They didn’t ask you to be always high

They just said, «thank you» and «goodbye.»

And

No no no no no nonononono…

Why don’t you have one?

Take two, they’re small

Da da da da da dadadadadada…

Why don’t you have a day like a painting of a kid with big eyes?

Why don’t you have a day like a painting of a puppy with a ribbon 'round

Its neck

Sun goin down over the sea?

Why don’t you have a day like a painting of a kid with big eyes

Holdin' a puppy with a ribbon 'round it’s neck'

Standin' down by the ocean with the sun…

Nonononono, I don’t wanna… nonononono, I don’t wanna… nononnonono, I

Don’t wanna

Nononononononono!