Better to be ready if you rattle my cage
Oh I should loosen up some, baby I know
But I get angrier with age
Better to be ready if you rattle my cage
Oh you look disappointed in me
Oh am I not as thoughtful as you thought I'd be?
Yeah I know I'm always giving you the third degree
But you look disappointed in me
Now I'm in a bad, bad mood; a bad, bad mood
I'm in a bad, bad mood; a bad, bad mood
We'll rate, generate, generate some more
So what you singing about summer for?
Forgive me if I'm untoward
And out of order but I suspect
That with respect to your perception
You're looking in the wrong direction
As I'm sure you'll conclude
I'm in a pretty awful mood
Better to be ready if you rattle my cage
And I know I'm always putting it on you
But I get angrier with age
Better to be ready if you rattle my cage
Now I'm in a bad, bad mood; a bad, bad mood
I'm in a bad, bad mood; a bad, bad mood
I'm in a bad, bad mood; a bad, bad mood
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