Il testo della Mercy

Monday morning hit me at a hundred miles an hour, so i ripped out the
Telephone and waited in the shower nobody came rushing in when i began
To scream the morning that i realised that this was not a dream sweet
Success is up and above poverty below i wake in the middle and i press
The green to go passion and sobriety are yelling in my head can't sleep
Over money i got cobras in my bed! i am tired, i am lonely all i needs a
Little mercy and here it comes! here it comes i'm worried i won't make
It and i'm dogged by good advice scared that i might lose it and i can't
Afford the price hounded by these images designed to turn me on what
Planet do the people in the adverts all live on? now i'm tired, now i'm
Lonely all i needs a little mercy and here it comes! here it comes! oh,
Judge come and put your arms around me oh, and take me to a quiet river
Oh, we'll lash our bodies in the water - vow no one can touch us now
Above our heads it's up there monday morning hit me at a hundred miles
An hour so i ripped out the telephone and waited in the shower nobody
Came rushing in when i began to scream the morning i realised that this
Was not a dream i am tired, i am lonely all i needs a little mercy i am
Tired, i am lonely all i needs a little mercy and here it comes! here it
Comes! here it comes! here it comes!