Jewel - Who Will Save Your Soul
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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He says hold my calls
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from behind those covered crosses
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come here boy... there ain't nothing for free
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Another doctor's bill, a 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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Who will save your soul
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when it comes to the flower
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Who will save your soul
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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,
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try to bustle them, try to cuss them
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The cops want someone
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to bust down on Orleans Avenue
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Another day, another dollar, another war,
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another tower went up
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to where the homeless had their homes
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So we pray to as many different gods are there are
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flowers 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
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His toll that we forget to begin
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Some are walking, some are talking,
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some are stalking their
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kill... you get social security,
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but it doesn't pay your bills
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There are addictions to feed
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and there are mouths to pay
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So you bargain with the Devil,
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say you're o.k. for today,
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You say that you love them,
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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
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things, those flings,
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those strings you've got to cut,
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So get out on the streets,
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girls, and bust your butts.
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