Beck - 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