Woke up this morning feeling so bad Got the worst hangover Dean Martins ever had Say that I'm mad I'm madder than that I am possessed My head spins just to think of it Don't start me talking I'll tell you everything I know Got to break up this signifying Something's got to go One night I was laying down I heard momma poppa talking I heard poppa tell momma It's in him and we've gotta get it out Let's get this rent together Let's get this rent apart Let's get this apartment rentapart Let's hear the drum machine for a while The ancient blues singers in their ancient hats They were singing to their arcane gods They were singing about their girlfriends The doctor he got me, the doctor she got me The blues came up the Mississippi It lives in my house now