Lord Strike Me Dead - Blackberry Smoke

Everybody stumblin' 'round in the dark 'cause the lights’re too dim to see

Everybody’s got an axe to grind and they call it «Bein' free»

Everybody with their skin so thin, lookin' out for Number One

Nobody wants to be left holdin' the bag when it’s all done

There ain’t much left to say, I can’t stand it anymore

(Lord, Lord,) These children have gone crazy

(Lord, Lord,) Please come down and save me

(Lord, Lord,) You got to believe me

(Lord, Lord,) Lord, strike me dead

Everybody wants to blame somebody for the sorry shape they’re in

Everybody ought to take a step back, see where it all begins

Nobody is listenin', they’re all spittin' in the wind

Somebody please cover my eyes, tell me, When’s it gonna end?

Take me outta here, I can’t stand it anymore

(Lord, Lord,) These children have gone crazy

(Lord, Lord,) Please come down and save me

(Lord, Lord,) You got to believe me

(Lord, Lord,) Lord, strike me dead

(Lord, Lord,) These children have gone crazy

(Lord, Lord,) Please come down and save me

(Lord, Lord,) You got to believe me

(Lord, Lord,) Lord, strike me dead