CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Higgs Boson Blues (Live at Alexandra Palace, 2020)
Can't remember anything at all
Can't remember anything at all
Black road long and I drove and drove
And came upon a crossroad
The night was hot and black
I see Robert Johnson with a 10-dollar guitar
Strapped to his back looking for a tune
Ah, well here comes Lucifer with his canon law
And a hundred black babies running from his genocidal jaw
He got the real killer groove
Robert Johnson and the devil, man
Don't know who is gonna rip off who
I'm driving my car, flame trees on fire
Sitting and singing the Higgs Boson Blues
I'm tired, I'm I'm looking for a spot to drop
All the clocks have stopped
In Memphis, in the Lorraine Motel
It's hot, it's hot, it's hot - that's why they call it thе Hot Spot
I'll take a room with a view
Hear a man prеaching in a language that's completely new, yeah
Making the hot cots in the flophouse bleed
While the cleaning ladies sob into their mops
And a bellhop hops and bops
A shot rings out to a spiritual groove
Everybody bleeding to that Higgs Boson Blues
Can't remember anything at all
Black road long and I drove and drove
And came upon a crossroad
The night was hot and black
I see Robert Johnson with a 10-dollar guitar
Strapped to his back looking for a tune
Ah, well here comes Lucifer with his canon law
And a hundred black babies running from his genocidal jaw
He got the real killer groove
Robert Johnson and the devil, man
Don't know who is gonna rip off who
I'm driving my car, flame trees on fire
Sitting and singing the Higgs Boson Blues
I'm tired, I'm I'm looking for a spot to drop
All the clocks have stopped
In Memphis, in the Lorraine Motel
It's hot, it's hot, it's hot - that's why they call it thе Hot Spot
I'll take a room with a view
Hear a man prеaching in a language that's completely new, yeah
Making the hot cots in the flophouse bleed
While the cleaning ladies sob into their mops
And a bellhop hops and bops
A shot rings out to a spiritual groove
Everybody bleeding to that Higgs Boson Blues
