All caught up in a landslide, bad luck    pressing in from all sides    Just got knocked off of my easy ride,    Buried alive in the blues          Sunday morning everybody’s in bed, I’m    On the street, I’m talking out of my head,    This dumb brick wall ain’t heard a word    That I’ve said,    I’m buried alive in the blues          I’m buried alive, oh yeah, in the blues    I’m buried alive, somebody help me, in the blues          I beg for mercy, I pray for rain,    I can’t be the one to accept all this blame,    Something here’s trying to pollute my brain,    I’ buried alive in the blues.          It’s real hard you know, it’s real hard being buried alive    It’s real hard being buried alive    When you’re buried alive they walk right on by you.    When you’re buried alive they never care about you.    When you’re buried alive, oh, you reach out for somebody,    And when you’re buried alive you get can’t seem to press on through    Being buried alive is a bad condition; it’s a real weird situation    Being buried alive in the blues, it’s a real weird situation    Being buried    Being buried    Being buried    Being buried    Being buried alive in the blues,    It’s a real weird situation.    Oh, yeah