It's as bad as it has been For over twenty years, but then I haven't been here all my life And all the wells are goin' dry All the bankers sayin' "Bye-bye, Mr. Gray, we're glad we met, But no money yet."
If I show my eyes Would you watch them bleed Long enough to prove They are indeed In need of mercy?
Don't always break the noonday hush It rarely offers alibis Or decent rest for such a man If I think I can try harder Some might say that I'm smarter But only God knows Only God knows who I am
If I show my eyes Would you watch them bleed Long enough to prove They are indeed In need of mercy?
I try to laugh about it Try not to cry about it Mama always hates it when I cry What will it take to convince This is just the road to excellence Veiled before the skeptic's eye
If I show my eyes Would you watch them bleed Long enough to prove They are indeed In need of mercy, In need of mercy?
