I got the fucked up blues
I got the fucked up blues
Lord what can you do
About the fucking 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 fucking fucked up blues
I woke up on the futon
And my boots were on fire
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