From the recording 211 Degrees
A Led Zeppelin-ish, Aerosmith-ish stomper in the vein of Immigrant Song or Train Kept a' Rolling. When things get rough, don't we all now and then look to the sky and ask (or shout), "How about a little help down here!?!"
Lyrics
Jesus
Come down I’ve got to talk to you
Oh! Jesus
Come down I’ve got to talk to you
Far be it from me to tell you anything
But man this world is cruel
Why me?
I guess the question is why not me
Why me?
I guess the question is why not me
I lusted and got sidetracked and I panicked
'Cause I thought you’d done forgot me
Jesus
Can you supply me for awhile
Oh! Jesus
Can you supply me for awhile
Moses said “thou shall not steal” my credit’s shot
And begging’s not my style