Oh, Lord I think I'm slipping again
Help me please I think I’m slipping again

You pick me up and turn me around
You make a smile out of my frown
When I am lost you put me together
You make the good times last forever
When I fall down and I'm sinking low
You grab my hand and won't let go
You gave me warnings I didn't heed
But you’re still there in my time of need

What goes up, [bad word] down
But what is funky is hanging around
Oh, Lord I think I'm slipping again
What goes up, [bad word] down
Help me please I think I'm slipping again
What goes up [bad word] down

You pick me up and you set me right
You calm my nerves when you hold me tight
You're always there when I'm facing trouble
I lean on you when I start to stumble
You give me strength when I am weak
You understand me when I can't speak
You fill me up when I'm past empty
But in return you ask for nothing

What goes up [bad word] down
What goes up [bad word] down

What goes up [bad word] down
But what gets funky is always around

You pick me up and warm my soul
When I am cold and lost control
You put a smile back on my face
And make the frown go without a trace
When I am hurt you feel my pain
You help me out and [bad word] You comfort me when I feel alone
And bring me back to the safety zone

What goes up [bad word] down
What goes up [bad word] down
What goes up [bad word] down

What goes up, [bad word] down
But what gets funky is hanging around
Oh, Lord I think I'm slipping again
What goes up, [bad word] down
What goes up, [bad word] down
Help me please I think I'm slipping again
What goes up [bad word] down