Symphony 4: America's Mercy War

Mercy, have mercy on me, America you won't get no mercy. Mercy, have mercy on

Me, America, do you believe in mercy? Penance, I got a penance, but I got no

God, so I won't get no mercy. Money, just makes you hungry. America, there's

Your god... I'm a lover like no other, know how to get down on my knees, beggin,

Till the morning sings. And even if I board your ship, saunter up with a swollen