Bad days (Remastered)

Dear Gemini, dear my dear, my day may day, June, stuck up in a room, with a silly bad attitude, don’t think you’re in a mood, a mood, just looking for a tune, something to change a bad attitude, always on the run, feel like I might lose, lose, losing all my marbles, spilling what’s been on my mind, hear and there, don’t tell me why, why? Why you always in a bad mood, feeling like a demon set loose, I think I have got a reason why, you smell like sulfur and you’re always on fire, on fire, don’t need a reason why, you’re full of shit and I don’t need a reason why, a bad attitude, better something you should lose, keep on going but I’ve got nothing left for you to use, use, you’re a bad attitude, tude Dear Gemini, you break my mind, you sell me short, sell me off for pennies on the dimes, you lock me up and sell the keys, you sell me short of you, you fast show me and tell me to shut it, close this door, burn down this whore, make me boring, make me something to them, tell me my future so I can bury myself early with your fortune, sell me a bad attitude, a new look on life, sell me a book, lock me in a box call it a crate, make something I love, tell me it’s great, break the keys to my escape, dear gemini, what’d you give me?