Terrifying Sight

Even in your darkest hour

You're luckier than anyone you know

Better not catch you complaining

Girl you know there's a lot of ways this could go

Last thing that this old world needs is more hot air

Yeah more hot air to blow

Better make a grateful sound

And back it up with a grateful soul

No more dumb am I

Seen a few people die

Seen a few people livin'

In a way that's getting off line

I look to my left, I look to my right

I have to admit, It's a terrifying

Terrifying, terrifying sight

'Cause even in your darkest hour

You're luckier than anyone you know

Better not catch you complaining

Girl you know there's a lot of ways this could go

Last thing that this old world needs is more hot air

Yeah more hot air to blow

Better make a grateful sound

And back it up with a grateful soul

To the office of the government

To whom it may concern

I'm writing to request clemency (Clemency)

From fears who has I

To me as a butterfly

And so must go outdoors

And yet there's blood on his hands

But so with mine and yours

For every child of poverty

Who never stood a chance

For each who who said go with me

And each who who took his hand

For each who had bad counsel

And still they took the stand

For every deed of woman

And every deed of man

Have mercy, mercy, mercy maybe (Have mercy)

Have mercy, mercy, mercy maybe (Have mercy)

Have mercy, mercy, mercy maybe (Have mercy)

Have mercy, mercy, mercy maybe (Have mercy)

'Cause even in your darkest hour

You're luckier than anyone you know

Better not catch you complaining

Girl you know there's a lot of ways this could go

Last thing that this old world needs is more hot air

Yeah more hot air to blow