Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Generic Blues, artist - "Weird Al" Yankovic. Date of issue: 26.09.1994
Song language: English
Generic Blues |
| I woke up this morning |
| Then I went back to bed |
| Said I woke up this morning |
| Then I went right back to bed |
| Got a funny kind of feelin', like I got broken glass in my underwear |
| And a herd of wild pigs is tryin' to chew off my head |
| You know what I’m sayin'? |
| Well, I ain’t got no money |
| I’m just walkin' down the road |
| Said I ain’t got no money, honey |
| So I’m just walkin' down this lonely ol' road |
| Well, I wish I could get me some money |
| But I forgot my automated teller code |
| I was born in a paper sack |
| In the bottom of a sewer |
| I had to eat dirt clods for breakfast |
| My family was so poor |
| My daddy was a waitress |
| My mama sold bathroom tile |
| My brothers and sisters all hated me |
| 'Cause I was an only child |
| I got the blues so bad |
| Kinda wish I was dead |
| Maybe I’ll blow my brains out, mama |
| Or maybe I’ll, yeah maybe I’ll just go bowlin' instead |
| I’m just a no-good, scum-sucking, nose-picking, boot-licking, sniveling, |
| grovelling worthless hunk of slime |
| Nothin' but a low-down beer-bellied, bone-headed, pigeon-toed, turkey-necked, |
| weasel-faced worthless hunk of slime |
| I guess I’ve got a pretty low self-image, maybe it’s a chemical imbalance or |
| something |
| I should probably go and see a doctor about it when I’ve got the time |
| Aw, make it talk, son, make it talk |
| Okay, now make it shut up |
| Plagues and famine and pestilence |
| Always seem to get me down |
| I always feel so miserable |
| Whenever I’m around |
| I wish somebody would come along |
| And stick a pitchfork through my brain |
| I’d flush myself right down the toilet |
| But I’d just clog up the drain |
| I got the blues so bad |
| Kinda wish I was dead |
| Maybe I’ll blow my brains out, mama |
| Or maybe I’ll go bowling |
| Or I just might go bowling |
| Maybe I’ll just rent some shoes and go bowling |
| Maybe I’ll join a league, enter a tournament, put on a stupid-lookin' shirt and |
| go bowling… |
| Instead |