Well, I went to the doctor I said, "I'm feeling kind of rough" He said, "I'll break it to you, son Your shit's fucked up"
I said,"my shit's fucked up?" Well, I don't see how" He said, "The shit that used to work-- It won't work now"
I had a dream Ah, shucks, oh, well Now it's all fucked up It's shot to hell
Yeah, yeah, my shit's fucked up It has to happen to the best of us The rich folks suffer like the rest of us It'll happen to you
That amazing grace Sort of passed you by You wake up every day And you start to cry Yeah, you want to die But you just can't quit Let me break it on down: It's the fucked up shit
Compositor: Warren William Zevon (Lyme) (BMI)Editores: Music Corporation Of America Inc (BMI), Zevon Music (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #10624466 em 11/Abr/2024