The Goddamn Constitutional Blues

It’s been a long and glorious road that’s led to here
But now I feel the days are closing in
Now I don’t see nothing wrong with a little healthy competition
But I don’t like what it takes to win
(sing to me)

Anyone can see that this house is falling down
I don’t believe you can fix it from inside
And so we ask ourselves what color to paint these crumbling walls
And even then we can’t decide

Oh tell me mama
How am I free to choose
When I cannot believe the news
Oh it’s just the goddam constitutional blues

Now I try to fool my mind with the blindest of optimism
I sing “evеrything’s gonna be alright”
But that only really servеd to pour a little gasoline
Onto the dying of the light

Oh tell me mama
How am I free to choose
When I cannot believe the news
Oh it’s just the goddam constitutional blues