What a bad day
Everyone has gone away
Left me on my own
My voice has a sharper tone
I feel like I could kill
It gives me that thrill
Life it stinks
Like the sphinx
Little Jack Horner
Sat in the corner
Eating a pumpkin pie
Stuck in his thumb
And pulled out a plum
And said What a good boy am I
What a bad day
Everyone has gone away
Left me on my own
My voice has a sharper tone
I feel like I could kill
It gives me that thrill
Life it stinks
Like the sphinx
Little miss Muffet
Sat on her tuffet
Eating her curds and whey
Down came a spider
Who sat down beside her
And frightened miss Muffet away
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall
All the king's horses and all the king's men
Couldn't put Humpty together again
She sells seashells
By the seashore
The shells that she sells
Are seashells I'm sure
Confused - Childhood Nightmare (Unmixed, Unmastered & Unloved) Lyrics
Confused - Childhood Nightmare (Unmixed, Unmastered & Unloved) Lyrics
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What a bad day
Everyone has gone away
Left me on my own
My voice has a sharper tone
I feel like I could kill
It gives me that thrill
Life it stinks
Like the sphinx
Little Jack Horner
Sat in the corner
Eating a pumpkin pie
Stuck in his thumb
And pulled out a plum
And said What a good boy am I
What a bad day
Everyone has gone away
Left me on my own
My voice has a sharper tone
I feel like I could kill
It gives me that thrill
Life it stinks
Like the sphinx
Little miss Muffet
Sat on her tuffet
Eating her curds and whey
Down came a spider
Who sat down beside her
And frightened miss Muffet away
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall
All the king's horses and all the king's men
Couldn't put Humpty together again
She sells seashells
By the seashore
The shells that she sells
Are seashells I'm sure
Everyone has gone away
Left me on my own
My voice has a sharper tone
I feel like I could kill
It gives me that thrill
Life it stinks
Like the sphinx
Little Jack Horner
Sat in the corner
Eating a pumpkin pie
Stuck in his thumb
And pulled out a plum
And said What a good boy am I
What a bad day
Everyone has gone away
Left me on my own
My voice has a sharper tone
I feel like I could kill
It gives me that thrill
Life it stinks
Like the sphinx
Little miss Muffet
Sat on her tuffet
Eating her curds and whey
Down came a spider
Who sat down beside her
And frightened miss Muffet away
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall
All the king's horses and all the king's men
Couldn't put Humpty together again
She sells seashells
By the seashore
The shells that she sells
Are seashells I'm sure
Writer: Steven Brown, Scot Cook
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