Testo Seem To Have The Blues Most All The Time Procol Harum
(brooker / reid)*
The landlordâs knocking on my door, he says he wants the rent
Iâm sitting in the kitchen wondering where the moneyâs spent
A whole lot of people treating me unkind
I seem to have the blues most all the time
Iâm lying in my bed hatching million-dollar schemes
The cops are using radar trying to intercept my dreams
A whole lot of people treating me unkind
I seem to have the blues most all the time
I went to get a job âcos I badly needed the pay
I got a warm reception: they said âbum! go away!â
A whole lot of people treating me unkind
I seem to have the blues most all the time
Well I owed a lot of money; I was weak and easily led
I tried to rob a bank: the cashier shot me dead
A whole lot of people treating me unkind
But it donât matter now, âcos I got peace of mind
Nothing matters now âcos I got peace of mind.