Text: Marianne Faithfull. 20th Century Blues.

Why is it that civilized humanity
Can make the 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

Blues
Twentieth century blues
Are getting me down
Blues
Escape those weary
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

We've reached a deadline
A press headline, every sorrow
Blues value is news value
Tomorrow

Blues
Nothing to win or to lose
It's getting me down
Blues
Escape those dreary
Twentieth century blues