Mercy, Mercy Me, Things Ain't

Are Thing Really Gettin' Better Like The Newspaper Said/what Else Is New My Friend, Besides What I Read/can't Find No Work, Can't Find No Job My Friend/money Is Tighter Than It's Ever Been/say Man, I Just Don't Understand/what's Going On Across This Land

Little Willie John Is The Soul Singer's Soul Singer.

Politics And Hypocrites Is Turning Us All Into Lunatics.

If You Escape From People Too Often,, You Wind Up Escaping From Yourself.

When I Look At The World It Fills Me With Sorrow, Little Children Today Are Really Going To Suffer Tomorrow.