Can't find no sleeves for my records Can't get no laces for my shoes Can't get no fancy notes On my blue guitar Can't get no antidote for blues
Can't find the reasons for your actions Or I don't much like the reasoning you use Somehow your motives are impure Or somehow I can't find the cure Can't find no antidote for blues
They say it's mostly vanity That writes the plays we act They tell me that's what everybody knows There's no such thing as sanity And that's the sanest fact That's the way the story goes
Can't get no remedy on my tv There's nothing but the same old news They can't find a way to be One world in harmony Can't get no antidote for blues
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