Compared to What - Ray Charles

Oh, well, well, well, well

I love the lie and lie the love

Hangin' on, with push and shove

Possession is the motivation

Messing up the whole damn nation

Looks like we always end up in a rut

Everybody now

Tryin' to make it real, compared to what?

Oh, lord

Slaughterhouse is killin' hogs

Twisted children killin' frogs

Poor dumb rednecks rollin' logs

Tired old lady kissin' dogs

I hate the human, but I love that stinking mutt

Can’t use it now

Tryin' to make it real, compared to what?

Oh, whoa, lord

Church on Sunday, sleep and nod

Tryin' to duck the wrath of God

Preacher’s fillin' us with fright

Teachin' what they think is right

Oh, well they all got to be some kind of nut

I don’t dig it

Tryin' to make it real, compared to what?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, all right, all right

Shout it out

Get it

One last message here, y’all listen

Where’s the bee and where’s the honey?

Where’s the God and where’s my money

Unreal values, crass distortion

Unwed mothers, they need abortion

Kind of brings to mind ol' young King Tut

He did it now

Tried to make it real, compared to what?