Well I'm a primate in polyester
And you got to give it up
for a real go-getter
Bright lights are saying man
come on baby it's your scene

I feel a twitch
like this
Do you feel it
Feel that itch
Whoa, fat days are dead ahead
Bad days are dead ahead

Now we're all 
alone with our own opinons
and I'm getting stoned
on my good intentions
Bright lights don't let me down
In the shadows of this town
I feel a twitch
son of a bitch
Do you feel that
Feel that itch

Whoa bad days are dead ahead
Bad days are dead ahead

Two lovers that smile
???
And if you're having a good day
You grit your teeth and you smile
And if you're having a bad day
???
....and that's allright

Come on and twitch
Like this
I said twitch
Like this
Come on, Come on
I said twitch
son of a bitch
I said twitch
like this, like this

Yeah, bad days are dead ahead
Bad days are dead ahead
Whoa, bad days are dead ahead
Bad days are, bad days are, bad days are
Dead ahead