The Fucked Up Blues lyrics
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 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 I got the fucked up blues I got the fucked up blues Lord what can you do About the fuckin' fucked up blues I woke up on the futon
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