Well I went to the doctor
 I said, "I'm feeling kind of rough"
 He said, "I'll break it to you, son
 You're 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 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's had 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
 Yeah, you want to die
 But you just can't quit
 Let me break it on down:
 It's the fucked up shit