Frank Black and the Catholics Follow

Well, I took a little something to make my worries go away
I laid down with a movie and I started to feel o-kay
But I heard the doorbell ringing
And I opened up to see
My worries, they were waiting there for me

Now death, as you'd expect, was all dressed up in black
Miss Fortune in her stockings
And a curve upon her back
And a chorus of the lonely
In their gospel robes, of course
They were singing 'bout my imminent divorce

It's a beautiful day
No, it's a horrible day
Maybe I will grin, but I won't bear
It's a beautiful day
No, it's a horrible day
For the first time in my life I just don't care

It's a beautiful day
No, it's a horrible day
Maybe I will grin, but I won't bear
It's a beautiful day
No, it's a horrible day
For the first time in my life, I just don't care

So, let me get my coat
Let me get my stash
I'll trade my VCR for a pocket full of cash
I'll take off with my worries
And I'll even let them drive
We're sure to get there dead or alive!

It's a beautiful day
No, it's a horrible day
You can see here by my grin, I don't give a fuck!

It's a beautiful day.
No, it's a horrible day
For the first time in my life, I don't need the luck
For the first time in my life, I don't need the luck
For the first time in my life