how did i get here?
what song did i sing?
and just what have i done
to deserve such a thing?
you say...i've heard all that before
so won't you give it up babe...stop using me
you say...i've heard all that before
so bring me an apple...i'm cryin'
i been persecuted...like a lying man
the spirit provides me
?
the spirit gives but it also can take away
you say...i've heard all that before
so won't you give it up babe...just stop using me boy
you say...i've heard all that before
so come bite the apple
i'm run down
like soddom to gammorah, all dead now
so please stop to laugh, and pity me
my soul means well, but i'm sorry
my skin it is withered and i'm nervous, yes i am
my future was in my hands till i washed it all away
washed it all away
said, get along...little sister
heard you're doin' well
get along little sister
doin' well