Sangtekst: Dad. Riskin' It All. Day Of Wrong Moves.

Yeah, I wake up beaten, wrapped around the T.V.
Strange, I was in bed when I slept
And the toothpaste's weird
'Coz when I try to talk; I blow a bubble instead

I got one shoe on but the other one's gone
And my head's in the box full of bread
Yeah, I know I've been tricked and I'd hate to admit
I should've stayed in bed

But I'll grit my teeth an' take it
'Coz it's a day of wrong moves
I just know I've been chosen
To a day of wrong moves
On a day of wrong moves
A bad morning has broken
To a day of wrong moves

And my feet walk out from under my brain
Like a high-wire artist I fall
I keep forget that I'm a neighborhood threat
God is not polite at all

These days come without a warning
There must be a sign on my roof
It took a while just to see
That someone's pickin' on me
And try to burn my fuse

But I'll grit my teeth an' take it
Hey, it's a day of wrong moves
I just know I've been chosen
To a day of wrong moves
Yeah, a day of wrong moves
A bad mornin' has broken
To a day of wrong moves

I'm a 6 feet tall with 20 movable parts
On a day of wrong moves
And sometimes they mess up an' this is how it starts
On a day of wrong moves
Yeah, turn the radio on and up

Hey, I'm gonna call up work and say I'm dead
That's a wrong move
Turn on the T.V. and forget
But that's a wrong move

Call up the cops an' confess
No, that's a wrong move
'Coz I'm out on the wrong side of the bed
Hey, that's a wrong move

But whatever I do, I have to make it through
A day of wrong moves
I just know I've been chosen
To a day of wrong moves

Yeah, a day of wrong moves
A bad mornin' has broken
To a day of wrong moves

Hey, I'm a 6 feet tall with 20 movable parts
On a day of wrong moves
And sometimes they mess up an' this is how it starts
On a day of
On a day of wrong moves, yeah