At the Barista's Mercy - Relaxing Piano Crew

Woah, ah mercy mercy me Ah things ain't what they used to be, no no Where did all the blue skies go? Poison is the wind that blows From the north and south and east Woah mercy, mercy me, yeah yeah Ah things ain't what they used to be Oil wasted on the ocean and upon our seas Fish full of mercury Oh Jesus yeah mercy, mercy me ah Ah things ain't what they used to be, oh no Radiation under ground and in the sky Animals and birds who live nearby are dying Hey mercy, mercy me oh Ah things ain't what they used to be What about this overcrowded land How much more abuse from man can she stand? Oh, na na na Ohh baby hey ooh

There's a high wind blowin, & the stars are shining bright, Oh what a night, this is gonna be-- I think I'll let the world sleep without me. I got one eye open, one eye closed. & My thin body's trembling beneath the bedclothes, My hearts beatin' against the roof of my mouth --It's almost time to get out of this house. I got one hand on the radio, one hand on the wheel, I got my right foot on the floorboard,-- & I'm preparing to kill or be killed. There's a high wind blowin', & the stars are shining bright. & The rain upon the tarmac, --helps me sail through the traffic lights, I'm heading down to the dock of the bay, --to feel the power of the waves, I'm gonna move up close to that wind, & Wrestle with the thoughts solitude always brings. Y'see I'm stuck between hell & the deep blue sea, & I know that water's sucked under better man than me, I was just another western guy, --with desires that couldn't be satisfied, So one day, I asked the angels for inspiration, --but the devil bought me a drink, & He's been buying them ever since, He's had the liquor on my tongue --feel like the sea upon the sand, He's had me signing confessions --from this shaking hand, He's had me struggling to hang onto hope-- Like a drunken sailor in a tugboat With a bottle of vodka in my overcoat, & My dog eared bible lost--overboard Y'see he tricked me into temptation, So I've tricked him into this confrontation, I never said I was the man I appeared to be Not the flesh wrapped around the bones of necessity. Or the soul on fire--scribbling thoughts for posterity. I'm gonna have little lucifer, runnin' off to purgatory, --with his tail between his legs, I'm gonna teach him a lesson --he ain't ever gonna forget. All the vultures & crows are fixin up some tombstones But they won't be chewing the meat off my bones. There's a high wind blowin' & the stars are shining bright. Me & him are gonna have a little knife fight, --in the bowels of the big city skyline, Oh this feelin' inside runs dark & deep --Tonight my hearts not thumping --A Mercy Beat I was just another western guy, With desires that couldn't be--satisfied.