.... BB King gave me a guitar and went back to Chi-town

I`m always chasing dragons
With a sword that`s made of tin
So I know in my soul
There`s no way I can win
I tried, oh I tried
But there`s no place, no place to go
There`s no one here who knows me
And no one here I know
I`m a stranger and afraid
In a world I never made

the pandemonium blues

Well I went down, to Mississippi
And I went down, in a combi
Now I lay... down again
I lay... down again

I went up, to get higher study (or `high or study` depending on context)
I went up, met all kinds of shares
Now I lay... down again
I lay... down again

I sure see
I'm not there, it doesn't mean a thing
And I'm still sorry

Earthquakes and crisis
And no-one's looking out for us
I got the pandemonium blues