I got the fucked up blues
lord what can you do
about the fuckin fucked up blues
well the beans have been bakin
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(repeat)
I woke up on the futon and my boots were on fire...