Bad Day

I ask myself why did I run away? I guess maybe I was having a bad day I ask myself why did I run away? I guess maybe I was having a bad day. I screwed it up again. I made another friend A desperado Named "trouble" He showed his gun to me He took my money I think I understand What makes a boy become A bad man. I ask myself why did I run away? I guess maybe I was having a bad day I ask myself why did I run away? I guess maybe I was having a bad day. To suffer greatly From the indignity Of working for a living Why would I want to breed?