My father; could use a little mercy now The fruits of his labor; fall and rot here on the ground His work is almost over; pretty soon he won't be around I love my father; he could use a little mercy now My brother; could use a little mercy now He's a stranger to freedom; shackled to his fears and doubts The pain that he lives in; it's almost more than living will allow And I love my brother; he could use a little mercy now Oh, yes he can Every living thing; could use a little mercy now Only the hand of grace; can end the race towards the mushroom cloud The people in power; they'll do anything to keep their crown I love life and life itself; could use a little mercy now Everything; could use a little mercy now I know we don't deserve it; but we need it anyhow We hang in the balance; dangle 'tween hell and hallowed ground Every single one of us; could use a little mercy now Every single one of us; could use a little mercy now Every single one of us; could use a little mercy now