Written in October of 1997 in Edmonton, Alberta
Raise my head, let the music take me
To a place where they can’t make me
Do the things that I don’t want to
But I’ll do it anyway
Open my eyes, look amongst the ruins
In my mind a change is due and
I don’t know if I can make it through
All by myself alone
But I’ll try
To get by
And soon enough I’ll find
That it’s just
It’s just
One of those days
Circle the wagons and dig your trenches
Mind your baggage and mend your fences
Keep in mind the consequences
Then decide if you wanna play
Twist my arms, twist my words
Twist your ears ‘round what you just heard
Keep in mind that all’s absurd
Confusion’s best when kept at bay
And you can try
To get by
And soon enough you’ll find
That it’s just
It’s just
One of those days
One of those days
When you can’t get along
One of those days
When you do your best to carry on
One of those days
When you can’t get along
One of those days
When you do your best to carry on
Raise my head, let the music take me
To a place where they can’t make me
Do the things that I don’t want to
But I’ll do it anyway
I’ve run this race a dozen times
I never have placed, but I don’t mind
If you keep your eyes on those road signs
There’s better days up the road aways
And you can try
To get by
And soon enough you’ll find
That it’s just
It’s just
One of those days
I said it’s just
It’s just
One of those days