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
Says,
'Come here boy, there ain't nothing for free'
Another
burger, another hot dog, some fries
A
wish in the well, hope your health don't go to hell, well
Another
doctor's bill, a lawyer's bill, another cute cheap thrill
You
know you love him if you put him in your will, but
Who
will save your soul when it comes to the flower?
Who
will save your soul after those lies that you told, boy?
Who
will save your soul if you won't save your own?
We
try to hustle them, try to bustle them, try to cuss them
The
cops want somebody 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 flower?
Who
will save your soul after those lies that you told, boy?
Who
will save your soul if you won't save your own?
Some
are walking, some are talking, some are stalking their kill
You've
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
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've got to cut
So
get out on the streets girls and bust your butts
Who
will save your soul when it comes to the flower?
Who
will save your soul after those lies that you told, boy?
Who
will save your soul if you won't save your own?
(Scat)