Only the Blues Tonight.

Bluesy.

Muscles twitchin’
And a burn in my eyes;
No cocaine fuels the chills
An’ the hairs that stand right up
In rushin’ waves right on up
 My arms, legs and spine.

I see the shadow comin’,
But I don’t wanna see.
I hear the raspy reaper
Moanin’ deep and loud
Chantin’ some ole Baptist hymn.
Hey, don’t wanna hear nothin’
But the blues tonight, babe.

Now a slow pulsin’ vibe
Like none I felt before,
Punches at my ticker
Bangs against my soul.
No heroin charges the blood,
The heated veins openin’ up wide;
Electric blues highway four lanes wide
Just under the surface of
Some old pale blue skin.

I see his cold eyes;
He’s heat hungry
And I’m hot, child.
He’s callin’ to me
Deep and loud.
Ain’t got no choice, babe;
Ain’t got no voice, babe
To sing the blues tonight.

He gettin’ closer now
But that don’t  matter no more;
No slow-roll joint
Can rest these bones.
My body croonin’ the blues,
Ear deep in muddy waters;
Come on baby take me
To that righteous ole place
In the deep velvet blue sky.

Reviews

[Autumn's Child]

Ah, the Blues. You gotta love that place they take you. The trumpets, the bass guitar, the deep voice singing of sorrow and pain in such a way they can only make you feel good. And it is only the Blues that can touch your soul in such a way that it goes straight through you and becomes the blood in your veins. You either love them or you hate them. And I love them. And I love how you took us on your trip with the Blues. Fantastic.

[Mark Pearce]

I assume that you have a tune that goes with this?