Work clothes, party clothes, funeral suit Got nowhere to go, nothing to wear them to I think I'll put on my fighter shirt And think about the days when I used to have work I don't need no mercy From your heaven above I don't need no mercy Well I shaved my face and shinned my boots I'm gonna head out and find something to do Maybe the Riptide lounge, sit in the corner booth And find me a stranger that looks like you I don't need no mercy From your heaven above I don't need no mercy Well hungry men are begging me at the exit ramps They got cardboard signs, they got filthy hands Their hands held out and their heads bowed down If I could I'd help them burn the whole town down I got nobody to meet, no money to spend Tonight I can't buy a homeless friend I don't need no mercy From your heaven above I don't need no mercy Need two weeks of work and one night of love Two weeks of work and one night of love Well I'm standing outside the parish gates It's a dark and silly ancient place I wonder what they still do in there all day I wonder if they party, I wonder if they pray Hey boy get up off of your knees Don't waste none of your time praying on me I don't need no mercy from some ghost above Need two weeks of work and one night of love Two weeks of work and one night of love I don't need no mercy From your heaven above I don't need no mercy Need two weeks of work and one night of love Two weeks of work and one night of love