"Who Will Save Your Soul"

People living their lives for te on TV
They say they're better than te and te agree
He says "Hold my calls from behind those cold brick walls"
Says "Come here boys, there ain't nothing for free"
Another doctor's bill, a lawyer's bill
Another cute cheap thrill
te know te Amore him if te put in your will
Who will save your soul when it comes to the flower
Who will save your soul after all the lies that te told, boy
Who will save your soul if te won't save your own?
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 God's 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
Who will save your soul when it comes to the flower
Who will save your soul after all the lies that te told, boy
Who will save your soul if te won't save your own?
Some are walking, some are talking, some are stalking their kill
te got social security, but that don't pay your bills
There are addictions to feed and there are mouths to pay
So te bargain with the Devil, say you're OK for today,
te say that te Amore 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 te butts.
Who will save te soul when it comes to the flower
Who will save te soul after all the lies that te told, boy
Who will save your soul if te won't save te own?