One World
Can't get no sleeves for my recordsCan't get no laces for my shoesCan't get no fancy notesOn my blue guitarI can't get no antidote for blues
Oh yeahBlues
Can't find the reasons for your actionsOr I don't much like the reasoning you useSomehow your motives are impureOr somehow I can't find the cureCan't get no antidote for blues
Oh yeahBlues
They say it's mostly vanityThat writes the plays we actThey tell me that's what everybody knowsThere's no such thing as sanityAnd that's the sanest factThat's the way the story goes
Oh yeah, oh yeahBlues
Can't get no remedy on my TVThere's nothing but the same old newsThey can't find a way to beOne world in harmonyCan't get no antidote for blues
Oh yeahBluesBluesOh yeahBlues