When your life is getting dirty
There is no room for you to rest
Empty wallet, hungry stomach
Feels like a survival test
You could lie in bed and cry
But you smoke and fly
You could run away and hide
But you stand and smile
Cause you still got the blues
You’re a student, maybe a good person
Your grades are okay
But all the bitches they don’t like you
Cause they think that you’re gay
You just got fired from your job
No friends to cover your ass
You take a shit in the middle of a crossroad
Where there’s is no one to clean the mess
And you still got the blues
And you still got the blues
Desperation, discrimination
Oh baby I need a vacation
To get some isolation in my life
There is no frustration no limitation
We can control our destination
Cause we are the groovy people in our minds
Cause we still got the blues
Cause we still got the blues
