I said, how did I get here? What song did I sing, yeah? And just what have I done To deserve such a thing? You said, I heard all that before So won't you give it up, baby And stop using me, boy I've heard all that before ♪ So bring me an apple, I'm crying I've been persecuted like a dying man The spirit provides me In a show, no mean martyr days, yeah The spirit it gives But it also can take away You say, I heard all that before So won't you give it up, baby And stop using me, boy I've heard all that before Take a trip on the other side of hell So come bite the apple, I'm run down Like Sodom to Gomorrah, all dead now All dead now All dead now ♪ So please stop to laugh and pity me My soul means well, but I'm sorry My skin, it is weathered And I'm nervous, yes, I am My future was in my hands 'Till I washed it all away I washed it all away, washed it all away ♪ I said get along, little sister I heard you're doing well I heard you're doing well I said get along, little sister Heard you're doing well Said get along, little sister Heard you're doing well I heard you're doing well I said get along, little sister Heard you're doing well I heard you're doing well I said show me to you Said between Send me song Sing me a real real song Sing me real song Sing me real song Come on, yeah Come on, come Sing that song Sing that song Sing song