People living their lives for you on TV Say they're better than you, you agree She says "Hold my calls" from behind those cold brick walls Says "Come here boy, there ain't nothing for free" Another doctors bill, a layers bill, another cute cheap thrill, you know you love him if you put him in your will
Who will save your soul when it comes to the flowers now? Who will save your soul after all those lies you told, boy Who will save your soul if you won't save your own? ladi dida dada dadida
We try to hustle them, try to bustle them, try to cuss them 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 That we forget to begin, but
Who will save your soul when it comes to the flowers now, Who will save your soul after all those lies you told, boy Who will save your soul if you won't save your own? ladi dida dada dadida
Some are walking, some are talking, some are stalking their kill You got social security, but it doesnt pay your bills There's addictions to feed and there are mouths to pay So you bargain with the Devil, say you're o.k. for today, You 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 flings, those strings you got to cut So get out on the streets, girls, and bust you butts
Who will save you soul when it comes to the memories Who will save you soul after all the lies that you told, boy Who will save your soul if you won't save you own? ladi dida dada dadidaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
