作曲 : John Dempsey/Dana P. Rowe
 Grahame:Held to the back
 Wholly defeated
 I'm been
 Through it
 Out of the race
 Swiftly unseated
 Been there
 Screw it!
 Right from my birth
 How I was guided
 Ev'rything planned
 All decisions decided
 But oh, the body
 This soul was provided...
 The body was weak, horribly weak
 The body was weak, horribly weak
 Show me no mercy
 Show me no mercy...
 Mercy
 Compassion
 Pity
 And lies
 Condescention
 Shielding of eyes
 Dire impatience
 Spiteful asides
 Ridicule
 Shame
 First came mercy
 Then compassion
 Good and just
 First came mercy...
 Third came pity
 Futile pity
 Fourth was veiled disgust
 Then the condescending smiles appeared
 First came mercy...
 First came mercy...
 Lo, the hateful game.
 First came mercy...
 First came mercy...
 Sixth came the eyes, coolly averted
 Seventh, all patience, completely deserted
 Eighth came the spite
 First came mercy...
 Oh, blessed are the lame
 Mercy...
 Mercy...
 Ninth, the outward ridicule
 First came mercy...
 First came mercy...
 Tenth, and lastly
 Shame(First came mercy...)
 First came mercy...
 First came mercy...!
 Grahame:Never-ending show
 Never-ending game
 Never-ending roundabout
 In laying the blame
 Grahame and Chorus:Never-ending woe
 Never-ending flame
 Never-ending pilgrimage
 From mercy to shame...
 Richard:Year's up, Grahame. Time for your physical.
 Grahame:You can jam that up your own ass today, Richard. I'm busy.
 Richard:Give us an 'ah'.
 Grahame:Ah.
 First came mercy...
 Grahame:How long have I got then, doc?
 Richard:You look tired, Grahame
 Grahame:Oh, very kind of you to notice.
 I am tired. You try putting in these kind of hours...
 Richard:Well we're none of us getting any younger are we?
 First came mercy...
 First came mercy...
 Richard:How are the arms holding out?
 Squeeze this.
 First came mercy...
 First came mercy...
 Richard:Crutches doing the job?
 Grahame:I get around.
 Richard:Do your legs give you any help?
 Grahame:You've seen my legs. Shriveled twigs.
 Cinnamon sticks in tiny metal cages.
 What do you think?
 Richard:I think you're going to kill yourself if you keep hobbling around on those things much longer.
 First came mercy...
 Grahame:Explain.
 Mercy, mercy...
 Richard:It's time for the next step, Grahame.
 Grahame:All right.
 First came mercy...
 First came mercy...
 Richard:I'll have it sent over, today.
 First came mercy...
 First came mercy...
 First came mercy...
 Grahame and Chorus:
 Never-ending show
 Never-ending game
 Never-ending roundabout
 In laying the blame
 Never-ending woe
 Never-ending flame
 Never-ending pilgrimage
 From mercy to shame...
 Grahame: Never-ending show
 Never-ending game
 Never-ending roundabout
 In laying the blame
 Never-ending woe
 Never-ending flame
 Never-ending pilgrimage
 From mercy to shame...
 Women:Mercy, compassion
 Pity and lies
 Condescension
 Shielding of eyes
 Dire impatience
 Spiteful asides
 Ridicule...
 Shame...
 Grahame:Here comes the crip
 Better bend at the attitude
 Smile as he passes
 Extend extra latitude
 Look down your nose
 And expect shows of gratitude.
 Damn me with mercy
 Plague me with mercy
 Show me no mercy
 Show me no mercy...!
 Chorus:First came mercy!
 First came mercy!
 Never-ending mercy...
 Never-ending mercy...
 Never-ending mercy...
 Never-ending mercy...
 Never-ending mercy...
 Grahame:No!