F#m E F#m
We’re all cursed by the Lord and blessed by Satan…
F#m E F#m
Billions of horned self-righteous pigs and goats and gifted almsmen.
E G F#m
We’re all cursed and damned beyond recall.
E G F#m
No way to get rid of this fate and right in the mud we crawl…
Chorus
D A
By this distressful, frightful, fretful, dull & wasteful land.
F#m E A
I was walking stopping, sleeping, playing, laying and talking
F#m
And sometimes playing in a band.
E G F#m
But now my youth is gone and I’m all alone…
E G
Standing barefooted on a cold-cold stone
F#m
Writing new songs from dusk till dawn…
F#m E F#m
We’re all cursed by the Lord and blessed by Satan…
F#m E
Billions of greedy, balky, selfish, booty snatching speedy pigs and goats
F#m
And unfortunate holy gifted almsmen.
E G F#m
We’re all cursed and damned beyond recall.
E G F#m
No way to get rid of this fate and right in the mud we crawl.