Dear Lord, I'm feeling oh so uninspired
I played my show last night and I'm so tired
They stole our money and broke us down
I've lost all feeling for the thing that I love
Dear Lord, I know I'm just a dumb old drunk
And you've got bigger things to take care of
There's people dying
Suffer each day
And here I'm crying
I feel so ashamed
Well I think I'm a prick
For wanting all these things
That no one really needs, no no
Dear Lord, what would my old man say now?
Have I done anything to make him proud?
Or am I just another whore
Who can't remember or just plays the fool?
Dear Lord, I know I'm just a dumb old drunk
You've got bigger things to take care of
There's people dying
Suffer each day
And here I'm crying
I feel
So ashamed
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Dear Lord, I'm feeling oh so uninspired
I played my show last night and I'm so tired
They stole our money and broke us down
I've lost all feeling for the thing that I love
Dear Lord, I know I'm just a dumb old drunk
And you've got bigger things to take care of
There's people dying
Suffer each day
And here I'm crying
I feel so ashamed
Well I think I'm a prick
For wanting all these things
That no one really needs, no no
Dear Lord, what would my old man say now?
Have I done anything to make him proud?
Or am I just another whore
Who can't remember or just plays the fool?
Dear Lord, I know I'm just a dumb old drunk
You've got bigger things to take care of
There's people dying
Suffer each day
And here I'm crying
I feel
So ashamed
I played my show last night and I'm so tired
They stole our money and broke us down
I've lost all feeling for the thing that I love
Dear Lord, I know I'm just a dumb old drunk
And you've got bigger things to take care of
There's people dying
Suffer each day
And here I'm crying
I feel so ashamed
Well I think I'm a prick
For wanting all these things
That no one really needs, no no
Dear Lord, what would my old man say now?
Have I done anything to make him proud?
Or am I just another whore
Who can't remember or just plays the fool?
Dear Lord, I know I'm just a dumb old drunk
You've got bigger things to take care of
There's people dying
Suffer each day
And here I'm crying
I feel
So ashamed