Bad Karma Blues

There’s a black cloud hanging over my head
Won’t stop following me around
Well there’s a black cloud hanging over my head
Won’t stop bringing me down

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Everyday I ask myself
Yeah, what have I done wrong
And everyday I ask myself
Yeah, what have I done wrong

Where’d all this bad karma come from

I’m gonna die of sexual frustration
I think I’m gonna go blind
I’m gonna die of auto-castration
I’m going out of my mind

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Everyday I ask myself
Yeah, what have I done wrong
And everyday I ask myself
Oh, what have I done wrong

Where’d all this bad karma come from

It’s all hey, hey, hey, yeah, what can I say
Welcome to America, and have a nice day
Everywhere I go they need someone to blame
And it’s always the same so just get out of my way
I’ve got bad luck from the morning till last thing at night
Everywhere I go someone telling me lies
Bureaucratic bullshit making me unwell
Everybody else can go fuck themselves

Everyday I ask myself
Yeah, what have I done wrong
And everyday I ask myself
Yeah, what have I done wrong
And everyday I ask myself
Yeah, what have I done wrong

Where’d all this bad karma come from

Everyday I ask myself
Yeah, what have I done wrong
And everyday I ask myself
Yeah, what have I done wrong
And everyday I ask myself
Yeah, what have I done wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong

Where’d all this bad karma come from