God Bless This Mess

I have to laugh instead of cry when I'm carried to my cross
Beaten, kicked and left to die, [bad word] back from this loss
Three-piece suits, they look like [bad word] and then tell me what to say
The dollar signs and the politics, determine what I play, yeah

No one sees, what I see, in this living [bad word] 

 [bad word] 
Day after day I get put to the test, 
Lead by the blind, which way is West
Someone once told me I know what's best
And all I can say is, Gob Bless, God Bless, God Bless this Mess
God Bless this Mess, God Bless this Mess, God Bless this Mess

Snakes are many and my friends are few, handshake and a smile
Forgotten names and the money is gone, they hate my guts in style
Apathy is not my name because I care a lot
I've worked too hard and prayed too long, and I refuse to rot, yeah, yeah

If you could see, what I see, you would turn and walk away

 [bad word]  
Day after day I get put to the test, 
Lead by the blind, which way is West
Someone once told me I know what's best
And all I can say is, Gob Bless, God Bless, God Bless this Mess
God Bless this Mess, God Bless this Mess, God Bless this Mess

Solo:

Break down: Huhh, huhh, huhh, (scream)
If you could see, what I see, it would blow your [bad word] mind

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