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 get now

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
Now 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 now 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
Wow no one can touch us now now

Above our heads it's up it's up there Monday morning
Hit me at a hundred miles
An hour I ripped out the telephone
And waited in the shower nobody
Came rushing in I began to scream

Morning that 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 here it comes here it comes

here it comes here it comes here it comes

here it comes here it comes here it comes