Good Day

(album: Made On McCosh Mill Road - 2014)

[Bubba Sparxxx:]
This morning it was colder than a mother-in-law's love
But look at that sunshine the Lord brought us
My baby cooked a breakfast that was heavy on the hog
Now pushing that Chevy through the early morning fog
And I'm thinking, reflecting on the blessings I'm collecting
Just to live a simple life free of stress is my objective
Shit does happen but it's less than I expected
More times than not, so I guess it's 'bout perspective
My dog eats cow turds, it could always be worse
He could like my turds in the toilet, teeth first
My truck ain't new, but it's new-ish
Which wouldn't make a difference, the mud is an inch thick
And if my woman's talking then she's probably fussing
About a lotta nothing, still we do a lotta loving
You gotta love it, every day's a good day
Just some are better than others, I guess you could say

[Lamar Williams, Jr.:]
Living every day like it's my birthday
'Cause ain't no telling when your call's coming in
I know somebody gotta party, it's a Friday night
And ain't nobody tripping
Got a full tank of gas, cold case of beer
My dog and my woman don't disappear 'til the sun comes up

[Bubba Sparxxx:]
Pretty much every one of my friends drink beer
Until their piss is but their vision ain't clear
And the cats in my yard are seventh generations (Seventh generation)
Inbred, if six dead, then ten replace 'em
But today I'm just making the choice to love it all (Love it)
What's a couple flaws? That don't bother Bubba, naw
My co-workers is going berzerk, what the hell?
The bossman tripping too, hey, it's just as well
Either way, I must prevail, a good day
Becomes a great day when your perception ain't gray
I may pray but after that, I gotta live it
Gotta help you help yourself, do not forget it
I bought a lottery ticket and won another ticket
That's how he gives you another day, do something wit' it
If I open my eyes then I'm a success
Just blessed, I'm alive, so what's stress?

[Lamar Williams, Jr.:]
Living every day like it's my birthday
'Cause ain't no telling when your call's coming in
I know somebody gotta party, it's a Friday night
And ain't nobody tripping
Got a full tank of gas, cold case of beer
My dog and my woman don't disappear 'til the sun comes up

Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh

Living every day like it's my birthday
'Cause ain't no telling when your call's coming in
I know somebody gotta party, it's a Friday night
And ain't nobody tripping
Got a full tank of gas, cold case of beer
My dog and my woman don't disappear 'til the sun comes up
'Til the sun comes up, 'til sun comes up, 'til sun comes up, 'til the sun comes up
'Til the sun comes up, 'til sun comes up, 'til sun comes up, 'til the sun comes up