Real Bad Mood

I don't play me no love songs 'Cause I ain't in love today No I don't play me no train songs 'Cause I ain't goin' away I don't play me no gospel songs The good Lord knows the truth I'm in a real bad mood I don't play me no rock 'n' roll I don't I want to dance Don't play me no hillbilly 'Cause I'm too blue for gra*s And that cheesy easy listenin' stuff Is for elevator fools I'm in a real bad mood I'm in a funk, sunk In a pool of pitiful I got the mange, I'm a chain Son, you don't wanna pull You won't cross this old yard dog If you know what's good for you Yeah I'm in a real bad mood Yes I am I don't want no beans and taters I ain't got no appetite And 'em cold store bought tomatoes Lord, they just make me want to fight Yeah I want to chew on somethin' No I ain't just a little uptight I'm in a real bad mood Well, well I'm in a funk, sunk In a pool of pitiful I got the mange, I'm a chain Son, you don't wanna pull You won't cross this old yard dog If you know what's good for you I'm in a real bad Funk, I'm sunk In a pool of pitiful I got the mange, I'm a chain Son, you don't wanna pull And I don't cross this old yard dog If you know what's good for you And you and you and you I'm in a real bad mood Yeah, I want to chew on somethin' Honey anybodys a*s will do Well I'm in a real bad mood I'm in a real bad mood