Why is it that civilized humanity

Can make the world so wrong ?

In this hurly-burly of insanity

Our dreams cannot last long.



We've reached a deadline,

A press headline,

Every sorrow.

Blues value

Is news value

Tomorrow.



Blues —

Twentieth century blues

Are getting me down.

Blues —

Escape those weary

Twentieth century blues.



Why,

If there's a God in the sky,

Why shouldn't He grin

High

Above this dreary

Twentieth century din ?



In this strange illusion,

Chaos and confusion,

People seem to lose their way.

What is there to strive for,

Love or keep alive for,

Say, 'Hey, hey!'

Call it a day ?



Blues —

Nothing to win or to lose,

It's getting me down.

Blues —

Escape those weary

Twentieth century blues.



We've reached a deadline,

A press headline,

Every sorrow.

Blues value

Is news value

Tomorrow.



Blues —

Nothing to win or to lose,

It's getting me down.

Blues —

Escape those dreary

Twentieth century

Blues.