Papa comes home, On a stressful day... He takes a few chugs Of his chardonay, He lays on the sofa, Then he starts to get buzzed, Then a few more chugs, Then he gets real drunk. Now when his daughter came home that day, All hyperactive, With a lot of things to say, Papa got mad and started to shout, When papa beat her up, The family broke down. What a sad... day... When people of this world Don't behave okay. What a terrible day... When people get a little carried away. Momma went shopping, While poppa went to work. They hired a babysitter To watch out for little Dirk. With a glance or two, The babysitter called his name... When he told him to undress, Little Dirk was dismayed. What a sad, depressing day... Thinking of people who devastate The lives and courage of the little ones, It's sad... day. It's sad... day. A robber robbed a woman and the woman got scared. She decided to buy a gun To protect herself. Little Jonny mistook it for one of his toys, And when he shot himself, The women cried for her dead boy. What a sad... day... When people cover fears       with something more perilous. What a sad, terrible... day... When parents lose their children       through some frightening ways... (It's a sad day) (It's a sad day...) ©1998 Jay Horita Back To Lyrics This page hosted by Geocities