Almost Fed up with the Blues

I wake up with my head in hand Wish I was another man 'Cause I'm almost fed up with the blues I think about the kitchen sink Then I just shudder to think 'Cause I'm almost fed up with the blues If it don't let up, gonna get up Get my life set up 'Cause I'm almost fed up with the blues Have some coffee, 'fore I call it quits Might even put jam on my biscuit 'Cause I'm almost fed up with the blues There's a woman, a car, and a banknote due But I'm gonna leave that up to you 'Cause I'm almost fed up with the blues If I get up, they'll knock me down again But what are you gonna do, my friend When I'm almost fed up with the blues? If it don't kill me, it thrills me But somebody always bills me And I'm almost fed up with the blues It's a gut check, a train wreck With all of the usual suspects And I'm almost fed up with the blues Hey, if these blues don't stop hurtin' me It's curtains for my misery 'Cause I'm almost fed up with the blues Might get a job, or join a club 'Cause buddy, I've whittled it down to the nub And I'm almost fed up with the blues If it don't kill me, it thrills me Somebody always bills me And I'm almost fed up with the blues I'm gonna get up, don't let up Get my life set up 'Cause I'm almost fed up with the blues