The Fucked Up Blues Beck

[Chorus]
I got the fucked up blues
I got the fucked up blues
Lord what can you do
About the fucking fucked up blues

[Verse]
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

[Chorus]
I got the fucked up blues
I got the fucked up blues
Lord what can you do
About the fucking fucked up blues

[Outro]
I woke up on the futon
And my boots were on fire