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, 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



You wanna die

But you just can't quit

Let me break it on down

It's the fucked up shit



Yeah my shit's fucked up

Fucked up