(3-line blues)
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I got the “ain’t no more common sense, ain’t no more common sense” blues.
I got the “ain’t no more, gone forever, no more common sense” blues.
Kids piercin’ tongues are common events;
don’t know what happened to common sense.

High-priced jeans on drugstore rack, blue jeans from some ragman’s sack,
Ripped in the knees, bleached in the back.
Torn jeans and swim suits with holes in the knees.
We’d throw out rags like these; soak up oil in rags like these.

There was a time you must answer for the things you do.
Yeah, punished or rewarded for the things you do.
Now catch yourself a burglar and by God, he’ll sue.
Ain’t no wonder why I got the blues

I got the “ain’t no more common sense, no more common sense” blues.
I got the “ain’t no more, gone forever, common sense” blues.
Kids piercin’ tongues are common events.
I don’t know what happened to common sense.
<interlude>
Killin’ people used to be a capital offense;
prayin’ in school’s got more consequence.
Was a time you’d answer for the things you do.
Now catch yourself a burglar and that bad boy’ll sue.
I got the “ain’t no more common sense, ain’t no more common sense” blues.
I got the “gone forever, use your head, common sense” blues.
I got the “gone forever ain’t no more common sense” blues.
Ain’t never comin’ back. I got the “ain’t no more common sense” blues.
The logical normal reasoning thinking; I’ve got a brain kind of blues.
<interlude>
Oh, yeah!
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