Kidney Stone Blues

they shake, rattle and roll,
calcium stones not for my soul,
every time they move,
it’s not my groove,
I warn them to stop
and quit doing the hop,
the doc threatens to laser,
a form of using a taser

I’ve got the kidney stone blues.

in the middle of the night,
they wake me up with a fright,
as they roar and rumble
within my kidney as they stumble,
shuckin and jivin to a beat,
twisting and turning with defeat,
the ache lasts and ain’t no fun,
grabbing a pain pill on the run.

I’ve got the kidney stone blues.