My wallet gets thick from you fools

you pray to my hairpiece 

and my luxury.

It seems you're all victims to be

run for your lives.



Could it be time that god falters? 

Could it be time that I fall? 

Except for the pulpit I lean on

I've no legs at all. 



Faith is so blind it might hurt

and lead you to jump off the edge of the earth

it seems all you suckers would see

that I'm just a thief.



POOR MICE.

You said you would like me to stay

and lead you away from your problems

I helped create. 

Who is your savior? 

Who is your savior? 

Who is your savior? 

Who is your savior? 

Who is your savior? 

I am. 



When life hits the bottom

you'll pray for my sympathy 

I don't c are what you hoped for

you paid for salvation

your prayers unaccounted for

stupid

wasted and poor.

Who is your savior? 

Who is your savior? 

Who is your savior? 

Who is your savior? 

Who is your savior? 

I am.

My wallet gets thick from you fools

you pray to my hairpiece 

and my luxury.

It seems you're victims to be

run for your life.

Who is your savior? 

Who is your savior? 

Who is your savior? 

Who is your savior? 

Who is your savior?