When I think about those dog days
I was doing everybody wrong
Couldn't keep my thoughts straight
Couldn't keep my trousers on
Now I pray it's not too late
To take the chance before it's gone

That I don't go down that same road twice
That I won't be taking Satan's advice
I must admit I've paid that price
But I'm saying goodbye to bad advice

People you can save your judgment
For somebody who might give a damn
Go and blow your two cents
On a horn in a traffic jam
At any rate it's much too late to blame myself for who I am

Just hope I don't go down that snake road twice
That I won't be taking another bite
I must admit temptation's nice
But I'm saying goodbye to bad advice, oh
You, bad advice

I'm always making the same mistake
All this taking is hard to take

When I think about bygone days
I was doing everybody wrong
Always taking the long way
And ending up where I don't belong
Now I pray it's not too late to change the path I'm running on

Oh I hope I don't go down that same road twice
That I won't be taking Satan's advice
I hope the memories will suffice
But I'm saying goodbye
I hope I don't go down that snake road twice
That I won't be taking another bite

I hope the memories will suffice
But I'm saying goodbye
I must admit temptation's nice
But I'm saying goodbye to bad advice
I'm saying goodbye to bad advice, oh

Bad advice, bad advice

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Writer(s): Ron Sexsmith