On top of the sky is a place where you go
If you've done nothing wrong
If you've done nothing wrong
And down in the ground is a place where you go
If you've been a bad boy
If you've been a bad boy
Why can't we have eternal life
And never die
Never die
In the place up above, you grow feather wings
And you flap round and round, with a harp singing hymns
And down in the ground you grow horns
And a tail, and you carry a fork
And moan and wail
Why can't we have eternal life
And never die
Never die
On top of the sky is a place where you go
If you've done nothing wrong
If you've done nothing wrong
And down in the ground is a place where you go
If you've been a bad boy
If you've been a bad boy
Why can't we have eternal life
And never die
Never die
Heaven...heaven
Heaven and hell
Baby, I said "Heaven"
Heaven and hell
Went to the fortune teller
Had my fortune read
I didn't know what to tell her
I had a dizzy feeling in my head
She said she'd take a look at my palm
She said, "Son, do you feel kind of warm?"
Then she looked into her crystal ball
She said "You're in love"
Said it could not be so
Not with other girls I know
She said when the next one arrives
You be looking into her eyes
I left there in a hurry
Looking forward to my big surprise
The next day I discovered
That the fortune teller told me lies
I hurried back down to that woman
As mad as I could be
I told her I didn't see nobody
I'm mad she made a fool out of me
Then something struck me
As if it came from up above
While looking at the fortune teller
I fell in love
Note: Originally entitled "Back Country Suite: Blues"
Well a young man
Ain't got nothing in the world these days
I said a young man
Ain't got nothing in the world these days
Well, you know in the old days
When a young man was a strong man
All the people, they stepped back
When a young man walked by
But you know, nowadays
It's the old man who's got all the money
And a young man
Ain't got nothing in the world these days (He ain't got nothing!)
(Everybody knows, everybody knows
That a young man ain't got nothing)
In the old days
Everybody stepped back
When a young man walked by
They stepped back!
They stepped back!
They stepped back!
Nowadays, if you're a young man
You ain't got nothing in the world these days
You ain't got nothing
You got sweet fuck all!
Well, I'm gonna raise a fuss
I'm gonna raise a holler
'Bout workin' all summer
Just to try and earn a dollar
Well, I went to the bossman
Tried to get a break
But the boss said, "No dice, son,
You gotta work late."
Sometimes I wonder what am I gonna do
'Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues
Well, my mom and poppa told me
Son, you gotta earn some money
If you want to use the car
To go riding next Sunday
Well, I wouldn't go to work
Told the boss I was sick
He said "You can't use the car
'Cause you didn't work a lick."
Sometimes I wonder what am I gonna do
'Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues
Gonna take two weeks
Gonna have a fine vacation
Gonna take my problem
To the United Nations
Well, I went to my congressman
He said 'quote':
"I'd like to help you, son
But you're too young to vote."
Sometimes I wonder what am I gonna do
'Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues.
When you move in
Right up close to me
That's when I get the shakes
All over me
Quivers down my backbone...
I got the shakes in the kneebone...
Quivers in the thigh bone...like I'm...
Shakin' all over!
That's what happens
When you shake it down to me
Brings this feeling all inside of me
Quivers down my backbone...
I got the shakes in the kneebone...
Quivers in the thighbone...like I'm...
Shakin' all over!
Quivers down my backbone...
I got the shakes in the kneebone...
Quivers in the thighbone...
Shakin' all over!