Song Description
Recorded LIVE at the Frieght & Salvage
06/20/06
| Song Length |
3:10 |
Genre |
Blues - General |
Lyrics
You know they?re tryin? to kill the Blues?
With Paxil, Prozac, Zoloft, Xanax, Ambien-
Whatever you choose
Doctors tryin? t?gimme a pill to take away my blues
It aint no crime- bein? depressed
Sometimes in sadness you will see a soul at it?s best
All undressed
Relief just aint no release without the distress
The bitter sweetness of the tears that we cry
Just take a tablet and watch them fly
Kiss all your worries and your troubles goodbye-
And whistle a happy tune until the day that you die
Artsy types got?a disease
Prone to sadness and all manner of anxieties
Remembered for their miseries
So much sweeter is the beauty in tragedy
All those little things that make us blue
Could be gone in a week or two
I tell ya brother, I don?t know about you
But if I didn?t feel like shit-
I wouldn?t know what to do
Without depression where would we be?
No master-pieces hangin? in the galleries
No gripping stories of old men and the sea
No Emo songs about teenage misery
©2005 Michael Chase