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?

I need your mercy me
I need your mercy
Mercy me