I’ve got those dirty, lowdown, war in Ukraine blues.
You have to be aware of it; it’s all over the news.
I tried to make their government a deal it can’t refuse.
So far, it hasn’t worked, and all I’ve got’s this lousy truce.
Obama’s crowd is dead to me; I won’t try to pretend.
Things just might be better there; Trump claims to be my friend.
You know his skin is really thin; he’s easy to offend.
It’s hard to tell just where this goes and how the story ends.
I’ve got the blues.
The low oil price blues.
Denied I did the hacking
For which I’ve been accused.
The times are getting dangerous
As far as I can see.
Sometimes I think I’m winning
But nobody likes me.