Monday morning hit me at a hundred miles an hour, so I ripped out the
   telephone and waited in the shower nobody came rushing in when I began
  
   to scream the morning that I realised that this was not a dream sweet
   success is up and above poverty below I wake in the middle and I press
   the green to go passion and sobriety are yelling in my head can't sleep
  
   over money I got cobras in my bed! I am tired, I am lonely all I needs a
   little mercy and here it comes! Here it comes I'm worried I won't make
  
   it and I'm dogged by good advice scared that I might lose it and I can't
   afford the price hounded by these images designed to turn me on what
  
   planet do the people in the adverts all live on? Now I'm tired, now I'm
   lonely all I needs a little mercy and here it comes! Here it comes! Oh,
   judge come and put your arms around me oh, and take me to a quiet river
  
   oh, we'll lash our bodies in the water - vow no one can touch us now
   above our heads it's up there Monday morning hit me at a hundred miles
  
   an hour so I ripped out the telephone and waited in the shower nobody
   came rushing in when I began to scream the morning I realised that this
  
   was not a dream I am tired, I am lonely all I needs a little mercy I am
   tired, I am lonely all I needs a little mercy and here it comes! Here it
   comes! Here it comes! Here it comes!