With Little Help from My Friends
Parody of "With a Little Help from My Friends" by The Beatles
(Job 1:1-42:17)
What do you think that you're trying to prove
As you gang up and talk down at me?
Bending my ears, accusing me of wrong
With friends like that, who needs enemies?
Oh, I can cry with little help from my friends
Ooh, and ask why with little help from my friends
Ooh, gonna die with little help from my friends
What did I do to deserve such a fate?
(Was it murder or some evil thought?)
How do I deal with the pressure and pain
(Are you sad because you're finally caught?)
No!
Oh, I can cry with little help from my friends
Ooh, and ask why with little help from my friends
Ooh, gonna die with little help from my friends
Did you cheat anybody?
I cheat nobody at all
Did you steal any money?
That wasn't funny at all
Would you agree to a lie detector test?
Yes, I'm certain that I haven't done a crime
What if the police said you had to confess?
I would tell them that they'd lost their minds
Go!
Oh, I can cry with little help from my friends
Ooh, and ask why with little help from my friends
Ooh, gonna die with little help from my friends
Did you beat anybody?
I just keep beating my breast
Do you need an attorney?
I need you to give it a rest
Oh, I can cry with little help from my friends
Ooh, and ask why with little help from my friends
Ooh, gonna die with little help from my friends
Yes, so goodbye, you're little help now my friends
You're little help now my friends
Ah ah ah ah ahhh ah
Job 16:1-2
Then Job replied: "I have heard many things like these; miserable comforters
are you all!"
