Mercy
Erik Paulson, Stephen Paulson, Phil Ek, Sam Becht
If you wake up and feel unamused by the birds and their chirping
Why bother pretending they’re welcome? Just to spare their feelings?
Mercy, Mercy, Mercy
I say who needs it
Mercy, Mercy, Mercy
Oh who cares?
If you’ve sat down, to inspect mess on your table and shuddered
Why not just abuse the waitress ‘til you’ve regained hunger?
If you find out, the woman you’ve drowned does not float like a mallard
Why bother clearing her name?
It won’t wring out the water