Letras
The weight's on my shoulders and everywhere else
I can hardly defend myself
I give, give, & give while they up the score
Until I hit the point where I finally tore, tore, tore
Apart like they pawned the pieces
From a lost bereavement
But the joke's in me
I've got no Jesus
So if you could ease me
Well that sure would please me
If you could please me
That might just release me
Will I find out that I've got nowhere to go
Heaven or hell, the joke's in me
Heaven or hell, the joke's in me
Here's the chip on my shoulder & some baggage to boot
I feel like hell here in my new suit
So here comes the bill & the knock on the door
Then I hit the point where I finally tore, tore, tore
Apart from some lost bereavement
Then they pawned the pieces
But the joke's in me
I've got no Jesus
So if you could ease me
Well that sure would please me
If you could please me
That might just release me
Will I find out that I've got nowhere to go
Heaven or hell, the joke's in me
Heaven or hell, the joke's in me
Heaven or hell, the joke's in me
