Grumpy Pants

Yes, I'm in a bad mood
It was a horrible day
Well that's the excuse I'm sticking with
What of it, anyway

I'll moan and stomp if I want
No matter what I do
Nothing will please me, not a chance
I'm intent on being blue

Shout a lot
Stamp my feet
Temper overflows
I'm a 40-something big kid
And that's just
The way it goes

Bash around the kitchen
With lots of huff and puff
Don't you dare attempt to make me smile
I just want to be all gruff

Don't care
That it's a school night
I want booze
If you refuse me
Whoa betide cause
Then the plot I'll lose

I'll complain that I'm so upset
It's the truth, I swear
I'll get angry if you try to tickle me
Don't, don't you dare

Whine a lot
Shrug some more
My shoulders are so tight
But sometimes
Just occasionally
The grumpy pants fit just right