I'm gonna take you down Deep down, to the front line You woke up this morning Got yourself a gun, Mama always said you'd be The Chosen One. She said: You're one in a million You've got to burn to shine, But you were born under a bad sign, With a blue moon in your eyes. When you woke up this morning All that love had gone, Your Papa never told you About right and wrong. But you're But you're looking good, baby, I believe that you're a feeling fine,(shame about it), Born under a bad sign With a blue moon in your eyes. So sing it now Woke up this morning Got a blue moon Got a blue moon in your eyes So sad God damn God damned shame about it You woke up this morning The world turned upside down, (Lord above), Thing's ain't been the same Since the Blues walked into town. But you're But you're one in a million You've got that shotgun shine. (shame about it), Born under a bad sign, With a blue moon in your eyes. When you woke up this morning everything was gone. By half past ten your head was going ding-dong. Ringing like a bell from your head down to your toes, like a voice trying to tell you there's something you should know. Last night you were flying but today you're so low - ain't it times like these that make you wonder if you'll ever know the meaning of things as they appear to the others; wives, husbands, mothers, fathers, sisters and brothers. Don't you wish you didn't function, don't you wish you didn't think beyond the next paycheck and the next little drink? Well you do so make up your mind to go on, 'cos when you woke up this morning everything you had was gone. Woke up this morning, Woke up this morning, Woke up this morning, You want to be, You want to be the Chosen One. Yeah, you know it. Just can't help yourself, yeah. Woke up this morning, Woke up this morning, Woke up this morning, Got yourself a gun. Got yourself a gun. Got yourself a gun