I'm So Mad At You!

I'm so mad I could just spit!
All because you said Don't hit
your little brother
and never hit your mother
It's always one thing or another--

I'm so mad at you!

You said I couldn't stay
out in the rain all day.
But I contend a little mud'll
In the middle of a puddle
is better than a cuddle.

I'm so mad at you!

You made me eat a herring!
You're surprised to hear me swearing?
So I'll sit in the corner
with a face like a mourner
I'm a professional scorner.

I'm so mad at you!

You forced me to kiss Aunt Maria!
Her nose is full of bacteria!
Her breath-it ain't much better
Could her kisses be any wetter?
Hug me? No way I'd let her!

I'm so mad at you!

Why must I do what YOU say?
Who made you Mom anyway?
I know I'm just a little brat
At my age, that's where it's at.
Let's just leave it at that.

I'm so mad at you!

I suppose that I was bad today
Not the best you had today.
Tomorrow I promise to be good
(I know I really should.)
You know I would if I could.

I'm not so mad at you.

So let's raise that old white flag,
being mad is really a drag.
It kinda makes my brain sore
and my heart, even more.
I'm not mad at you
anymore.