Lyrics to Modern Blues
System wonder, I stopped believing
Crawled out the morning, climbed up the ceiling
Blew out the gaslight, ain't got my mind right
I'm on the wrong side, calling, calling
Chorus:
I've got the modern blues for yer honey I've go the modern blues
I've got the modern blues for yer honey I've go the modern blues
Here come the bad times, don't follow leaders
Fold up the red flag, tear up your Nietzsche
Forget tomorrow, all thoughts are borrowed
I've got this feeling, i'm falling, falling
Chorus:
I've got the modern blues for yer honey I've got the modern blues
I've got the mind to find where you're coming
I got the evening news
Somebody spare me this twisted philosophy
I'm searching for meaning in a world of mediocrity
Can't move for preachers, can't find no teachers
Think i'm gonna stay here in bed
So blue, so blue
Blue, blue, blue
'Cos i wasted my whole life working for fools
Running on amphetamine, turning purple and blue
I've got blood on my fingers, i've got stones in my shoes
Tell me, what's a man, what's a man to do?
Chorus:
I've got the modern blues for yer honey I've got the modern blues
I've got the modern blues for yer honey
I've got the modern blues
(Thanks to Shantanu for these lyrics)
Crawled out the morning, climbed up the ceiling
Blew out the gaslight, ain't got my mind right
I'm on the wrong side, calling, calling
Chorus:
I've got the modern blues for yer honey I've go the modern blues
I've got the modern blues for yer honey I've go the modern blues
Here come the bad times, don't follow leaders
Fold up the red flag, tear up your Nietzsche
Forget tomorrow, all thoughts are borrowed
I've got this feeling, i'm falling, falling
Chorus:
I've got the modern blues for yer honey I've got the modern blues
I've got the mind to find where you're coming
I got the evening news
Somebody spare me this twisted philosophy
I'm searching for meaning in a world of mediocrity
Can't move for preachers, can't find no teachers
Think i'm gonna stay here in bed
So blue, so blue
Blue, blue, blue
'Cos i wasted my whole life working for fools
Running on amphetamine, turning purple and blue
I've got blood on my fingers, i've got stones in my shoes
Tell me, what's a man, what's a man to do?
Chorus:
I've got the modern blues for yer honey I've got the modern blues
I've got the modern blues for yer honey
I've got the modern blues
(Thanks to Shantanu for these lyrics)
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