The Fucked Up Blues

I got the fucked up blues

I got the fucked up blues

Lord what can you do

About the fuckin fucked up blues



Well the beans have been baking

Upon the camel's hump

Like a voodoo curse

In an old lady's purse

Confetti on my grave



I got the fucked up blues

I got the fucked up blues

Lord what can you do

About the fuckin fucked up blues (x2)



I woke up on the futon

And my boots were on fire


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