Sipping whiskey from a paper cup
You drown your sorrows 'til you can't stand up
Take a look at what you've done to yourself
Why don't you put the bottle back on the shelf?
Yellow fingered from your cigarettes
Your hands are shaking while your body sweats
Why don't you look into Jesus?
He got the answer
Now think back to when you were a child
Your soul was free, your heart ran wild
Each day was different and life was a thrill
You knew tomorrow would be better still
But things have changed, you're much older now
If you're unhappy and you don't know how
Why don't you look into Jesus?
He got the answer
Work all night, sleep all day
You take your money, throw it all away
You say you're gonna be a superstar
But you've never hung around enough to find out who you really are
Take a look, take a look
Why don't you look into Jesus?
He got the answer
You ought to check it for yourself
Look into Jesus
He got the answer
