Why is it that civilized humanity Can make the world so wrong ? In this hurly-burly of insanity Our dreams cannot last long.
We've reached a deadline, A press headline, Every sorrow. Blues value Is news value Tomorrow.
Blues ¡º Twentieth century blues Are getting me down. Blues ¡º Escape those weary Twentieth century blues.
Why, If there's a god in the sky, Why shouldn't he grin High Above this dreary Twentieth century din ?
In this strange illusion, Chaos and confusion,
People seem to lose their way. What is there to strive for, Love or keep alive for, Say, 'hey, hey!' Call it a day ?
Blues ¡º Nothing to win or to lose, It's getting me down. Blues ¡º Escape those weary Twentieth century blues.
We've reached a deadline, A press headline, Every sorrow. Blues value Is news value Tomorrow.
Blues ¡º Nothing to win or to lose, It's getting me down. Blues ¡º Escape those dreary Twentieth century Blues.
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