Well, I went to the doctor   I said, "I'm feeling kind of rough"   He said, "I'll break it to you, son"   "Let me break it to you, son"   Your shit's fucked up."   I said, "my shit's fucked up?"   Well, I don't see how-"   He said, "The shit that used to work-   It won't work now."      I had a dream   Ah, shucks, oh, well   Now it's all fucked up   It's shot to hell      Yeah, yeah, my shit's fucked up   It has to happen to the best of us   The rich folks suffer like the rest of us   It'll happen to you      That amazing grace   Sort of passed you by   You wake up every day   And you start to cry   Yeah, you want to die   But you just can't quit   Let me break it on down:   It's the fucked up shit