Off the Handle

Aw!
Oh, yeah

Well, I fly off the handle a little too quick
Guess you could call me a nervous man
For the last week or two, it don't take too much
To make me wanna raise a sand, yeah

Well, it's one of those days
When you'd rather not be
So low down and dirty
Your luck's out to sea

Well, I fly off the handle a little too fast
You know, friends think I look like an angry man
Like a bad memory, you turned up again
I find it hard not to raise my hand, yeah

Well, it's one of those towns
Where you'd rather not stay
Come back and see it
Some other day

Well, it's one of those nights
When you know you're alone
Feeling half crazy
Just body and soul

Well, my cat won't scratch or show its claws
It just prowls around the house all day
For the last night or two I can't eat or drink
I think I'm gonna fade away

Well, it's one of those days
When you'd rather not be
So low down and lonesome
Your luck's out to sea