Look look what you've done 
Not to [bad word] your Father's Son 
Before that day, day, day is done 
You'll get your day, day, day in the sun 

In this time we've got here 
Between heaven and [bad word] 
You'd prefer a motor craft 
But you're prepared to set sail 

The city wants details 
The state wants you nailed 
The people got they laws 
But the Lord's got the calls 

Since there's cash in the lots 
You did what they said you could not 
Writt that song like its all that you got 

Look look what you've done 
Not to [bad word] your Father's Son 
Before that day, day, day is done 
You'll get your day, day, day in the sun 

Do you mind livin' day to day? 
You mind livin' day to day 

You was found now you're lost 
You've got to make up what you cost 
That boulder on your shoulder 
Is that bear that you cross 

That stare that you plot 
That will that you got 
Could never have been bought 
In China or New York 

Look look what you've done 
Not to [bad word] your Father's Son 
Before that day, day, day is done 
You'll get your day, day, day in the sun 

Do you mind livin' day to day? 
You mind livin' day to day