Want a good mood?
Want to feel good?
Feeling good will cost you,
then turn around
and
trick you.
So you turn around
and
trick it,
by being the one to pick it.
Letting moods decide attitudes,
bad as letting atitudes pick moods.

Walked in the door at work,
immediately the devil pitched his fork.
Evil tried to influence me,
a bad attitude grabbed me.
Nothing was going right,
everyone wanted to fight.

I backed off to my corner,
adapted to prevent dishonor.
I prepared myself for the rumble,
adjusted my mind to be humble.
Came out smiling,
but
was mad as hell chilling.

My mind was thinking,
my temper was peaking,
it never showed in my speaking.
I was nice as could be,
no responding unnecessarily.
I controlled the flow,
until time to go.

Walked in the door at home,
my wife entered the room,
fussing about this
and
fussing about that.
Then went for the bat,
I refused to be the ball,
she followed me down the hall.
Tired and feeling bad,
I refused to get mad.
But I was angry as hell,
but she could never tell.

This holiday got me stressed out,
but inner peace runs its route,
love is what I'm about.
I planned it this way,
no matter what others say,
they (want) mess up my day.
(won't Jef with one f,
just kidding man)

You can take that to the bank,
deposit it in your account,
then draw forever on the amount.
Won't be no overdraft,
no funds aftermath.
Just a bottomless pit,
I mean this it.

Choice.

G