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 dadida
