Why Don't You Look Into Jesus

Sipping whiskey from a paper cup
 You drown your sorrows till you can't stand up
 Take a look at what you've done to yourself
 Why don't you put the bottle back on the shelf
 Yellow fingers from your cigarettes
 Your hands are shaking while your body sweats
 Why don't you look into Jesus, He's got the answer.
 Gonorrhea on Valentines Day
 And you're still looking for the perfect lay
 You think rock and roll will set you free
 You'll be deaf before your thirty three
 Shooting junk till your half insane
 Broken needle in your purple vein
 Why don't you look into Jesus, He's got the answer.
 You work all night, sleep all day
 You take your money, throw it all away
 You say you're going to be a superstar
 But you've never hung around enough to find out who you really are.
 Think back to when you were a child
 Your soul was free, your heart ran wild
 Each day was different, and life was a thrill
 You knew tomorrow would be better still
 Things have changed you're much older now
 If you're unhappy and you don't know how
 Why don't you look into Jesus, He's got the answer