Lyrics of Paul Nourigat – Bad Cards :

Some days, they are so are easy Can do anything under the sun
Wake up next morning Stuff just can’t get done
It’s like trying to find My keys on a table cloth
In the patterns and colors Hiding like a gypsy moth

Some days we get dealt bad cards Life feels like – a junk yard
Walking around in circles, man Some days … they’re just … damn hard
Yeah, some days are gonna be … damn hard, Got dealt some bad cards

Cruising down the freeway End up in a country ditch
Easy to get down on life when the days become a bitch
The best way outa nowhere says an old parable
Ya put one foot in fronta the other helps ya through your struggle

Some days we get dealt .. bad cards Life feels like a .. junk yard
Walking around in circles, man Some days .. they’re just damn hard
Yeah, some days, they’re gonna be damn hard
Gotta deal myself some good cards

Sun comes up each morning And Like a washing machine
Fixes up our messes Helps us all get clean
Ok get beaten down Then set yourself free
When I’m hurtin, I remember, there’s a lotta folks worse off than me

Some days we get dealt bad cards Life feels like a junk yard
Walking around in circles, man Some days are just – damn hard
Gotta deal ourselves some good cards
but, still, some days, they’re gonna be damn hard