Two Weeks-a-Work, One Night-a-Love

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