Rude, Crude Mood Lyrics

Father clock shadow let’s shine on
My best friends tell me I’m a nasty guy
I’ve got bad habits, I can’t deny
I’m underpaid and dissatisfied

I’m not your run of the mill, no!
Not your champ little boy
Don’t wind me up or you will be destroyed

I’m in a rude, crude mood
Get out of my way
I’m in a rude, crude mood
Having a real bad day
What can I say?

I take what I’m given
I’m making a fuss
You give me anymore and baby I’m gonna bust
Watch my brothers
Feast your eyes
It don’t take much for me to kick some ass

I’m not the king of the hill, no!
Just a demons toy
Don’t wind me up or you might be destroyed

I’m in a rude, crude mood
Get out of my way
I’m in a rude, crude mood
Having a real bad day
I’m in a rude, crude mood
Get out of my way
Coming to get you

Coming out for you

Rude, crude mood
Get out of my way
I’ve gotta rude, crude mood
Having a real bad day
I’m in a rude, crude mood
Get out, get out, get out of my way

Rude, crude mood, yeah
Rude, crude mood
Rude, crude mood