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Maybe I Don't Have the Blues 109 You or the Blues If you don't like the blues, Lors a mussey! Neither can I Well if it's you don't like the blues I s'pose then neither can I Cause if your lordly will won't permit it I'm 'unna hafta bid 'em goodbye We can toss my rhythm out the window Flush my 12 bars down the drain Yeah, throw my rhythm out the window And flush all 12 bars down the drain Chuck my harmonica in the fire And leave my ol' guit' out in the rain See if the blues don't make you happy I guess we can throw them out Or perhaps if the blues don't make you happy Then, Lord, I could throw you out But if I have to choose between you and the blues Well either way I'm gonna pout Col' Blooded Blues Col' blooded! Can't feel my toes Col' blooded! You know I think dey is froze Aww my blood is runnin' cold every time it snows Col' blooded! She a col' blooded croc Col' blooded! Restin' on a rock Aww the only time she warm is at noon o' clock Col' blooded! Sleepin' in a log Col' blooded! With the col' blooded frogs Aww she left me cold down in the bog Col' blooded! Got the col' blooded blues Col' blooded! Body heat's what I lose Aww the only thing keeps me warm is some hot-bottled booze Little Red Robot Ain't got an essay done Since my little red robot been gone No I ain't got one spreadsheet done Since my little red robot been gone I been tryin' to crunch numbers on paper But all my digits been wrong If you see my little red robot Scan this picture of the shape I'm in Well if you see that little red robot Scan this picture of the shape I'm in I ain't gotten any email in my inbox Lord, since my little red robot knows when If you see my little red robot Tell him to program a route back home Aw if you see my little red robot Program his software the way to get home If his software can't be programmed Toss over this way a chewy motherboard bone Blue Moon Blues I got them blue moon blues Aw I got them blue moon blues If this only happens once in a blue moon, then I ain't got much to lose Oh them blue moon blues are waxin' I said those blue moon blues are waxin' Tryin' to live my life in the dark of a new moon is taxin' I'll be howlin' at that blue moon Oh you know I'm howlin' at the blue moon If I don't quit my howlin', I'm gonna be a blue moon werewolf soon AhhhhhOOOOOOOooooooo I said AhhhhOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooo I want to eat your flesh Illiteracy Blues Got some illiterate blues Aww-aw, in my dyslexic shoes Got some illiterate blues Aww-aw, you know I'm missin' some screws The way them blues ills me, baby, Lord knows I can't even read the news Got some illiterate blues Aww-aw, you heard, I iterate illness Got some illiterate blues Aww-aw, you know I just wanna kill this I try to pour myself a lonesome drink, Aw, Lord knows I'm gonna spill this Got some illiterate blues Aww-aw, ain't no time for simple learnin' Got some illiterate blues Aww-aw, prevents my pages from turnin' The only verse that keeps me satisfied in this cold night Are those warm pages I'm burnin' Blind Mice Blues Got blues of mice who are blind Lord, I got blues of mice who are blind While they are hard to catch, it's us that they'll never find Oh I got blues of the blind mice Said I got blues of these blind mice To e-rat-icate these rodents from my house, I'd pay any price Got the blind mice blues Got a case of the blind mice blues Instead of chewin' cheese, dey chewing holes in my shoes Blues Suck Blues Aww that col' hearted lady She wanna silence what I say You know that col' hearted lady, Oh, she wanna silence what I say She gonna hate my ol' guitar Even though I never hurt her in any way I'm 'unna go down to Lakewood Aww, with my six-string by my side Yeah I'm 'unna go down to Lakewood With my ol' six-string by my side When I sing a sweet, sweet song to the lady Aww let her tell me she ain't satisfied But I will drink muddy water, woman I will bathe in the boggy muck Said I'll drink muddy water, woman And bathe in that boggy muck I'll lead a life of exile, lady If you persist that my blues songs suck Back Stabbin' Blues Got a sword in my back, Lord gotta sword in my back Dear God I'm bleedin' all over, gotta cut me some slack You know I turn around an instant And I kneel down to pray Said I turn around just one instant Makin' the motion to pray Aw the dear Lord answer my prayers In a most upsettin' way Yeah gotta sword in my back Whoa, got this sword in my back Turn a droopin' eye lookin' elsewhere, get a blindsided attack Well I think I'll just lie down now Gonna bleed out this misery I'm 'unna just lie back now Let it bleed out my misery Well the Lord put a down payment on my soul With a lifetime warranty Gotta sword all up ins Yeah gotta a sword in my back But before I die, I just need to tell yo... ACK! Fat Man Blues Does the ground shake when you walk? Do the trees tremble when you tread nearby? Said does the ground shake where you walk? Do trees tremble as you tread nearby? The way your footsteps causin' craters Aw you know you're gonna make the earth cry Gonna jog another mile, baby, Cause I got the baby-fat big-bone blues Yeah gonna swim another lap, baby, Awww cause o' them blubber-belly man-boob blues Gonna keep on shadow boxin' all night Cause' I got a couple lovehandles to lose Gotta get that stomach stapled shut, son Gotta get that belly lipo'd off Yeah try to staple that stomach shut, son Get that jiggly ol' belly lipo'd off Get that triple bypass heart clog cleared, son, An' stay away from that pig food trough Maybe I Don't Have the Blues Maybe I don't got the blues I might just be teetering on teal It could be I don't got the blues But I'm just teetering on teal Could be some aquamarine or green Can help me see just what I feel Maybe I don't got the blues But I just don't wanna risk it Said maybe I don't got the blues But you know I cannot risk it Perhaps I had the blues once And I just kinda missed it Yeah maybe I don't got the blues But, you know, the blues had me Maybe I don't got the blues But maybe the blues had me The blues had me locked in a sad lonesome cage, But it seems they let me free Maybe I don't got the blues In fact I'm feelin' rather glad So maybe I don't got the blues Since I'm feelin' rather glad Don't know what malaise crept right upon me To make me feel what I felt I had 5 Comments. Gotta say, the Back Stabbin' Blues are my favorite. :P » randomjunk on 2008-04-18 02:55:29 XD » renaye on 2008-04-18 04:18:01 Cold blooded blues ftw! I almost came up with the tune for it, too. :D » middaymoon on 2008-04-18 05:54:21 I have my own music to go with these. I'm thinking about recording a blues EP. » Bartholomew on 2008-04-18 06:33:29 Do not puzzle over it! Bravo, brilliant idea prozac generic In my opinion. You were mistaken. cheap tramadol It you have correctly told :) buy adipex online Rather good idea xanax medication Bravo, your idea it is brilliant phentermine without prescription a11607 » Dorian (202.108.50.74) on 2010-09-04 12:35:38
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