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          People livin' their lives for you on TV
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          They say they're better than you, and you agree
          She says, "Hold my calls" from behind those cold brick walls
          Says, "Come here boy, there's nothin' for free"

          Another burger, another hotdog, some fries
          A wish in the well, I hope your health don't go to hell
          Another doctor's bill, a lawyer's bill, another cute cheap thrill
          You know you love him if you put him in your will

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                             But who will save your souls when it comes to the flowers?
                             Who will save your souls after those lies that you told, boy?
                             And who will save your souls if you won't save your own?
                             La, da, di, da, da di, di, da, da, lay hi di~

          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?
                             Who will save your souls after those lies that you told, boy?
                             And who will save your souls if you won't save your own?
                             La, da, di, da, da   Di, di, da, da, lay hi di~

          Some are walking, some are talking, some are stalking their kill
          Got social security, but it don't pay the 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 me, take the money and run
          It's been swell, sweet-heart, 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 your butts

                             Who will save your soul when it comes to the baby?
                             Who will save your souls, those lies that you told, boy?
                             And who will save your souls if you won't save your own?
                             La, da, di, da, da   Di, di, da, da, lay hi di~

                             And who will save your soul if you won't save your own?