Lyrics - Mercy by Underworld

Monday morning hit me at a hundred miles an hour, so
I ripped out thetelephone and waited in the shower nobody came rushing in when
I beganto scream the morning that
I realised that this was not a dream sweetsuccess is up and above poverty below
I wake in the middle and
I pressthe green to go passion and sobriety are yelling in my head can't sleepover money
I got cobras in my bed!
I am tired,
I am lonely all
I needs alittle mercy and here it comes!
Here it comes
I'm worried
I won't makeit and
I'm dogged by good advice scared that
I might lose it and
I can'tafford the price hounded by these images designed to turn me on whatplanet do the people in the adverts all live on?
Now
I'm tired, now
I'mlonely 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 riveroh, we'll lash our bodies in the water - vow no one can touch us nowabove our heads it's up there
Monday morning hit me at a hundred milesan hour so
I ripped out the telephone and waited in the shower nobodycame rushing in when
I began to scream the morning
I realised that thiswas not a dream
I am tired,
I am lonely all
I needs a little mercy
I amtired,
I am lonely all
I needs a little mercy and here it comes!
Here itcomes!
Here it comes!
Here it comes!

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