Beck — The Fucked Up Blues

[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