Buried Alive In The Blues

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