Whatever, Mortal

I am not ok with this
But here we are
Nobody's dancing

The Daily Mail or the Express
Either way
Nothing I fancy

Mercy
Mercy
Mercy
Mercy

Across the great dismal abyss
It takes an army
We are no army
We're not advancing

Real trouble to exist
You kept the change
I took the bills

You are unhappy with the praise
I guess you're still rising

(Mercy)
I don't understand
(Mercy)
It's not the way we planned
(Mercy)
I can't get with that
(Mercy)
I don't understand
(Mercy)
It's not the way we planned
(Mercy)
Need to bring that back
(Mercy)
I'm not down with that

I am not happy with the fix
If it were fine
Then why are we broken

I want to cover every kiss
Make up for the mess
Yearn for the power to resist
The common cold all-access-list