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Lyrics to 12 Bar Acid Blues : |
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Well I found myself in a world of pain |
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And I thought I'd try to get away |
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So I went online and booked a trip |
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I thought I was due a holiday |
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So I sat right down and wrote to you |
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Oh dear John those things you do |
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So I packed my stuff and cleared the room |
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Off I go singing a different tune |
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So I'm in the cab, I'm running late |
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I have no hope within these city gates |
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I think of things I should have done |
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Countless things I should have brung |
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Oh no, what can I do |
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The passport check, I'm already through |
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I've got a feeling in my gut |
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That I'm in a short queue for a lot of bad luck |
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I should have heeded |
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My father saying |
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That things will go wrong |
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If you try to run before you crawl |
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Well as I found things can get worse |
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And I'm starting to think I may be cursed |
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While the kid behind, he's kicking me |
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Posessed by demons on TV |
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Oh no, what can I do |
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My passport's gone, my wallet too |
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I've eaten fish and I'm feeling sick |
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I can only hope I'll be landing quick |
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Well first I knew we were over the creek |
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And I got so bad I couldn't speak |
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I was all heated up from Mexico |
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But I was landing now, down in Moscow |
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Oh no, this just won't do |
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I wanted heat and it's minus two |
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I'm all chilled up and I'm feeling mad |
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I couldn't believe it could get this bad |
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I should have heeded |
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My father saying |
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That things will go wrong |
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If you rush too fast you will fall |
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Well I'd lost my bags and all I had |
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Was duty free and a fashion mag |
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With no cash and no Visa too |
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I had a lot of explaining to do |
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Well, they said, this just won't do |
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This is counterfit and so are you |
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Well I found myself without my shoes |
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In the cold jail cell and I've got the blues |
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I should have heeded |
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My father saying |
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'Cause things did go wrong |
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When I tried to run, and face it head on |
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Du, du-du... |
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Well I found myself in a world of pain |
|
And I thought I'd try to get away |
|
So I went online and booked a trip |
|
I thought I was due a holiday |
|
|
|
So I sat right down and wrote to you |
|
Oh dear John those things you do |
|
So I packed my stuff and cleared the room |
|
Off I go singing a different tune |
|
|
|
So I'm in the cab, I'm running late |
|
I have no hope within these city gates |
|
I think of things I should have done |
|
Countless things I should have brung |
|
|
|
Oh no, what can I do |
|
The passport check, I'm already through |
|
I've got a feeling in my gut |
|
That I'm in a short queue for a lot of bad luck |
|
|
|
I should have heeded |
|
My father saying |
|
That things will go wrong |
|
If you try to run before you crawl |
|
|
|
Well as I found things can get worse |
|
And I'm starting to think I may be cursed |
|
While the kid behind, he's kicking me |
|
Posessed by demons on TV |
|
|
|
Oh no, what can I do |
|
My passport's gone, my wallet too |
|
I've eaten fish and I'm feeling sick |
|
I can only hope I'll be landing quick |
|
|
|
Well first I knew we were over the creek |
|
And I got so bad I couldn't speak |
|
I was all heated up from Mexico |
|
But I was landing now, down in Moscow |
|
|
|
Oh no, this just won't do |
|
I wanted heat and it's minus two |
|
I'm all chilled up and I'm feeling mad |
|
I couldn't believe it could get this bad |
|
|
|
I should have heeded |
|
My father saying |
|
That things will go wrong |
|
If you rush too fast you will fall |
|
|
|
Well I'd lost my bags and all I had |
|
Was duty free and a fashion mag |
|
With no cash and no Visa too |
|
I had a lot of explaining to do |
|
|
|
Well, they said, this just won't do |
|
This is counterfit and so are you |
|
Well I found myself without my shoes |
|
In the cold jail cell and I've got the blues |
|
|
|
I should have heeded |
|
My father saying |
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'Cause things did go wrong |
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When I tried to run, and face it head on |
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Du, du-du... |
