Lyrics of The fucked up blues

I got the fucked up blues
I got the fucked up blues
Lord, what can you do
About the fuckin' fucked up blues

Well, the beans have been bakin'
Upon the camel's hump
Like a voodoo curse in an old lady's purse
Confetti on my grave

I got the fucked up blues
I got the fucked up blues
Lord, what can you do
About the fuckin' fucked up blues

I got the fucked up blues
I got the fucked up blues
Lord, what can you do
About the fuckin' fucked up blues

I woke up on the futon