HOW I FEEL (ABOUT HOW I FEEL)
I'm sick and tired of being tired and sick;
When I'm like this I'm not worth a lick.
Sure isn't the sort of life I'd pick;
I need a change, I need it quick!
And I've had enough of being had,
Of being cheated and treated bad.
I've gone from unhappy to downright sad,
From slightly bonkers to raving mad!
Something's got to give if I keep on giving,
This is no way for me to be living --
Nothing but troubles and strife!
It's time for me to make a change,
Time for me to rearrange
The furniture of my life!
That's how I feel about how I feel;
I'm going bananas 'cause it has appeal.
If I can't stand to pray, I'd better kneel
And get a line on what is real!
Stephen Brooke ©2010
Another silly lyric. The problem with a song like this is that it really doesn't say anything much or go anywhere. It's just an excuse to play with some words.