Lyrics That's The Bag I'm In - The Jayhawks

That's The Bag I'm In

I burned my finger on the coffee pot
Toast was cold, the orange juice was hot
I should start over, but you know I’d rather not
Same thing’s gonna happen again
That’s the bag I’m in
You know, last night when I was walking down the street
Whistling the blues, tapping my feet
Some cranks went and called the cops down on the beat
It’ll happen every time
Every morning when I get up
I miss my connection, I’m late for work again
You know they’ll probably drop the atom bomb the day my ship comes in
I shouldn’t bet a nickle cause I’d get paid off in yen
Somehow I just can’t win
And that’s the bag I’m in
Jukebox playing the same old melody
Keep on bringing back an old lonesome blue melody
You know this evil feeling’s gonna be the death of me
I think I’m going out of my mind
Every morning when I get up
I burn my finger on the pot
Toast is cold, the orange juice is hot
I should start over, but you know I’d rather not
Same thing’s gonna happen again
And that’s the bag I’m in
Oh, that’s the kind of bag I’m in
Oh, I’m never gonna get out of these blues
'Cause that’s the kind of bag I’m in
Easy, Mark.
Oh, my God!