Hell, lately I've been living way too damn fast. This successful life I'm leading is bound to kick my ass. My gold and platinum records just pay my gold card bills. My whiskey drinking Cadillac two story house on the hill
For it's hell it's hell and it's twisted it's twisted
Oh, nobody have mercy on me mercy on my soul. I lived the life of a million men but, I ain't even thirty years old, no.
Gotta keep on, keep it on, keep it's time I go.
Hell, I've been talking to myself about living this smoke screen haze. Well, Mr. Fag let me tell you son that is the price you've got to pay.
But it's hell it's hell and it's twisted it's twisted
Lord, have mercy, have mercy on me mercy on my soul. I lived the lives of a million men yet, I ain't even thirty years old, no.
Gotta keep on, keep it on, keep it's time I go.
(Solo)
I do it to myself every day every night. Hell more hell it gets twisted ooh, twisted
Lord, have mercy, have mercy on me mercy on my soul I lived the lives of a million men yet, I ain't even thirty years old, no.
So, maybe, baby have mercy on me. Can you feel me in your soul? I've been by your side, fourteen long years and I ain't even thirty years old, no.
Gotta keep on, keep it on, keep it's time I go. Fuck!