People living their lives for you on tv
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They say they're better than you and you agree
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Another burger, another hot dog, some fries
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A wish in the well, hope your health don't go to hell, well
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Another doctor's bill, another lawyer's bill
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Another cute cheap thrill
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You know you love him if you put him in your will
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CHORUS:
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Who will save your soul when it comes to the flower
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Who will save your soul after all the lies that you told, boy
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Who will save your soul if you won't save your own?
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We try to hustle them, try to bustle them, try to cuss them
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The cops want someone to bust down on Orleans Avenue
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Another day, another dollar, another war, another tower
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Went up where the homeless had their homes
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So we pray to as many different gods as there are flowers
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But we call religion our friend
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We're so worried about saving our souls
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Afraid that god will take his toll
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That we forget to begin
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CHORUS
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Some are walking, some are talking, some are stalking their kill
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You got social security, but that don't pay your bills
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There are addictions to feed and there are mouths to pay
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So you bargain with the devil, say you're o.k. for today
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You say that you love them, take their money and run
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Say, it's been swell, sweetheart
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But it was just one of those things
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Those flings, those strings you've got to cut
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So get out on the streets, girls, and bust your butts
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CHORUS
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Who Will Save Your Soul
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Allison Crowe |