Cold Comfort Don Francisco

We all got together
When we heard the bad news
Came all this way
Just to help with your blues
We're wise and we're righteous
We know what to say
And it's obvious you're someone
Who's been losing his way

Now we've heard you complain
And it's clear you don’t know
There's a spiritual law
That says you reap what you sow
Now grief is your harvest
And there's nowhere to run
So why don't you confess
To all the evil you've done?

We'll give you cold comfort
Tho' we say we're your friends
We don't know what you’ve done
But still we're sure that you've sinned
We’ll give you cold comfort
'Cause we’ve made up our minds
And when you know that you're right
There ain't no need to be kind