Well, I woke up this morning… feeling good…
yes, I woke up this morning… feeling like I know I should…
but little did I know... what was about to burn…
yes, little did I know... what I was about to learn…
about having to choose… between news… and the Borax blues….

Oh, yes I found... me a Borax blues….
although it seems… as yet another excuse…
but I know… that I’ve got… the Borax blues…

When I hear what you say… and I see what I know…
and I say what I feel… but you don’t see what I show…
that’s when I am on fire… but no-one else knows…
and I feel like dying… like I slowly decompose…
and I’ve got... to find a way… out of these blues…

Oh, yes I feel… like them Borax blues….
although it seems… like yet another excuse…
but it sure feels… like I’ve got… them Borax blues…

Funny taste in my mouth… nothing seems like it should…
‘don’t know what to do… if suddenly I could…
Heaven help me, ‘cause I… have done what I can…
and still… it’s not enough… for a man…
and I fall… deeper… into them blues…

Oh, yes I am… in them Borax blues….
although they seem… as yet another excuse…
but I know… that I am… in them Borax blues…

Night-time is comin’… I can feel the moon…
them flickering lights… will disappear soon…
but I will explore it… nothin’ else to do…
who cares if one’s black… is someone else’s... blue…
so I will turn… what will burn… into something new…

And, yes I have…… got the Borax blues….
but I still hope… I’ll find some clues…
to some blacker… than blue … Borax news…

yeah, some whackier... than blues... Borax news...

yeah, some whackier... than blue... Borax news...