People living their lives
For you
On TV
They say they're
Better than you
And you agree
He says hold my calls
From behind those
Cold brick walls
He says...
Come here
Boy, there ain't
Nothing for free
Another doctor's bill
A lawyer's bill
You know you love
Him, if you put him
In your will, but...
Who will save
Your souls
When it comes to the
Flowers now
Who, who will save
Your souls
After all those lies
That you told
Boy
And who will
Save your
Souls, if you won't
Save your own
We try to hustle 'em
Try to bustle 'em
Try to cuss 'em
The cops want
Someone to bust down
On Orleans avenue
Another day
Another dollar
Another war
Another tower went up
Where the
Homeless had
Their homes
So we pray
To as many
Different gods
As there are flowers
But we call religion
Our friend
We're so worried about
Saving our souls
Afraid that God will
Take His toll
Who will save your
Souls, when it comes
To the betters, now
Who, who will save
Your souls
After those lies
That you told, boy
Who will save your
Souls, if you won't
Save your own
Some are walkin'
And some are talkin'
Some are stocking
Their kill
Got social security
But it doesn't pay
Your bills
There are addictions
To feed and there are
Mouths to pay
So you bargain with
The devil, but you're
Okay for today, say...
That you love them
Take their money
And run
Say it's been swell
Sweetheart, but it was
Just one of those
Things
Those strings, you got
Caught, so get
Out on the streets
Girls and bust
Your butts
Who will save
Your souls
When it comes to the
Very end
Who, who will save
Your souls
After those lies
That you told
Boy
And who will
Save your
Souls...
Ad Lib To Fade