these immoral questions
this trial of faith
that we go through
the fuel of our oppressions
is the fuel of freedom too
oooh
oooh
oooh
these immoral questions
what on earth
are we to do
offer our
I'm feelin' mighty lonesome
Haven't slept a wink
I walk the floor from nine to four
In between I drink
Black coffee
Love's a hand-me-down brew
I'll never know a Sunday
In this weekday room
I'm talk