Paperboys - One Of Them Days lyrics

*pip pip pip*

(Vinni)
My alarm spoke,/ 12:45 & I awoke/
last night no joke/ yo, we got rowdier than most folks/
I was broke,/but traded smoke/ for some liquor,
got drunk, then my man brought the coke/, get the picture?
Now I am lying here, mary coming out the pioneer/
I could do with some gir/ I aint joking man I am dying here/
Half hour shower, threw up, got dressed/
New shoes for my ass/ Course I got them at Stress,/
I am looking good, feeling like shit/, I am just trying to get my pipe in it
Cure the hang over with a nice hit/ feeling quite sick/
Kind of cold, like an Ice pick/ I do not like it/ so I am calling for a psychic,/
Don´t tell me what the weed at/
(JayJay) Du burde ikkje!
(Vinni) Man I do not need that,/ this aint no time to hit me with the feedback/
called like five guys, still aint high,
the whole city is dry – that is f*cked up

Refreng:
(JayJay) It is just one of them days
(Vinni) Makes me wonder who the f*ck got j´s
(JayJay) One of them days
(Vinni) I going to get me smth to blaze
(JayJay) One of them days
(Vinni) When I am looking for the purple´st haze, I am stuck in my ways,
just one of them days.

(JayJay) It is just one of them days
(Vinni) Got me digging through the f*cking ashtrays
(JayJay) One of them days
(Vinni) & I wonder where my lumber hash lays
(JayJay) One of them days
(Vinni) Plus this liquor got me feeling nasty, ask me?
It is just one of them days….

(Vinni)
I met up with Moe the maroccan,/ took a minute name-dropping/
Ran some telephone numbers, planned the marihuana-shopping. /
And last night´s bottle-popping/ is still stressing me/
On days like this ecspecially/, it is a necesessity/
To have the accessories/ - the chocolate/
High like a rocket ship/, take a break from this apocalypse/
But today is the opposite/ there aint no weed around/
Calling everyone to get us seated down/ even leaving town/
Now I am shaking in the passenger´s seat/
But we didn´t find the street/ or the dude we was supposed to meet/
Close to defeat,/ shit man, pass the telephone/
One more try, hope to find this fellow home/
Hear the tone/ now I am calling everyone I have ever known/
I do not give a f*ck, I am a get my smoke on…./

*Riiing*
(Unknown) Hellå?
(Vinni) Yes, this is Vincent calling long-distance from the vacuum cleaner. I was wandered… You´ve to smoke smth?

*opptatt-signal*

(Vinni)
Shit I guess it wasn´t meant to be/
It is like I have waited for a century/ stressing
Trying to have som trees leant to me/ figured that eventually/
I would get to roll it up – no such luck/, I made it home cold as f*ck/
Saw my brother hold a cup/, with a smile on his face/
In the air I could taste/ hash stinking up the whole place?/
Shit man/ you got a little smth lit man?/
(JayJay) Sit and/ have a hit, man/ get in where you fit, man/
(Vinni) Thanks man, I have been stressing like an asshole
(JayJay) Is that so? I have got a whole casserole!

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