i know you mister grieves my friend sitting in by the fire falling down to your knees you say hallelujah hallelu my oh my mister grieves again you re starting out a bit too late can t make up for all the things you did but hallelujah hallelujah let s all have a good time it s the holy part of me let s all have a good time and worry when our faces start to show it we ll worry when we realize we ve blown it cry away mister grieves all day it s the last emotion you ll feel you truly have my sympathy but not my pity pitiful mister grieves how d it come to this you always thought you be on top you d start behaving right one of these days but now it s too late now it s gone away cause nothing really matters till you re smart enough to know it and then you ll get a glimpse of what it s like to be a poet time is running out for dying old man mister grieves wasted one whole life and now he s just repeating please strange how mister grieves never professed in these beliefs now he s all alone at least and in the morning sun wipe away your tears wipe away your tears when the wind blows you could be just like me and you will be just fine you will be just fine mister grieves