| My Shit's Fucked Up |
|---|
| Well, I went to the doctor |
| I said, «I'm feeling kind of rough» |
| «Let me 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 |
