Moody

Moody? Moody, yes I am Moody, yes that's me Why so full of grump? Why so moody? The things you've got to watch, the things you've got to see! A life that moves so fast, a life that moves constantly No time to relax, no time to let go, that's a-mood-making to me! I'll bite your head off with a look, I'll shout and snarl at you so very quietly When I'm grumpy in a mood no one is safe that's near me You may have done nothing wrong, you may not even know me No matter though, I'll still burn a look at you 'cos I'm so full of mood you see. Sat here with a gob-on like my dad who was the worlds worst moody git - you see it's really hereditary!