never felt more like lying,
everything is sad and gone.
policeman asks me why i’m
living, tell him that ride’s
too long.
po-man, he says, buddy,
you can’t stay in this town.
say to the man, my daddy
is jesus. you can’t push me
around.
i’ve got the empty head,
post-apocalypse blues.
no matter what i say,
it don’t seem true to you.
tell you i love you,
got to say i hate you too.
Truly the Blues.
Can’t win for losing.