Noel Coward 20th Century Blues
Twentieth century blues are getting me down Blues, escape those dreary twentieth century blues Why, if there's a God in the sky, why shouldn't he grin High above this dreary twentieth century din
In this strange illusion, chaos and confusion People seem to lose their way What is there to strive for, love or keep alive for Say, hey hey, call it a day
Blues, nothing to win or to lose, it's getting me down Blues, escape those weary twentieth century blues
Why is it that civilized humanity can make this world so wrong In this hurly-burly of insanity, our dreams cannot last long We've reached a deadline, a press headline, every sorrow Blues value is news value tomorrow
