Bad days

Hey, you knowI could stand up but I have to sit, II do sit here to get another beer, II will fell it better without dinnerI only wanna, no, no, no, no, noI better pray to God as my lawyer saysI got a big heartacheSpeak of bad daysSpeak of bad days, manBad days, yeah!I have to sit and take a look around forA fat man, yeah a fat manI'm gonna meet, sure, another one or somethingA fat man, yeah a fat manA fat man all around my little bodyBig city, save my mindMore heavy they are more groundy I feelFat man, big cityGet fleshMeet mealMeet steacks for a flesh dealMeet type of big beefsteaksI got that idea to meet a big hamFat manFat man for meFat man from a big citySure I gotta get oneWaoI gonna spend the niteAnd don't ask me with whoThe great and delicious full flat bloody ballA brand of big pig will be allrightWooA, ah, a big pig, ahBig city, I feel so muddyBig city save my mind!Big city makes me so muddyFat man save my mind!