Bottle Full of Blues

I just found me a bottle of blues
 Some strange comfort for a soul to soothe
 Ain't it hard
 Ain't it hard,
 To want somebody who doesn't want you
 And I've been waiting for a year, a day
 Some strange weather must be blowin' my way
 Cause I got no mind to go or to stay,
 Or be left behind
 Holdin' hands with an impotent dream
 In a brothel of fake energy
 Put a nickel in the graveyard machine
 I get higher and lower
 I get higher and lower
 Like a tired soldier
 With nothin' to shoot
 And nowhere to lose
 This bottle of blues
 Egos drone
 And pose alone
 Like black balloons
 All banged and blown
 On a backwoods river
 The infidels shiver
 In the stench of belief
 I tell my momma I'm a hundred years late
 I'm over the rails
 And out of the race
 And the crippled psalms
 Of an age that won't thaw
 Are ringing in my ears
 Holdin' hands with an impotent dream
 In a brothel of fake energy
 Put a nickel in the graveyard machine
 I get higher and lower
 I get higher and lower
 Like a tired soldier
 With nothin' to shoot
 And nowhere dreams it's a.
 Bottle of blues
 I just found me a bottle of blues
 Some strange comfort for a soul to soothe
 Ain't it hard, ain't it hard,
 To want somebody who doesn't want you
 Holdin' hands with an impotent dream
 In a brothel of fake energy
 Put a nickel in the graveyard machine
 I get higher and lower
 I get higher and lower
 Like a tired soldier
 With nothin' to shoot
 And nowhere dreams it's a...
 Bottle of blues
 Bottle of blues