People living their lives for you on TV. 
They say they`re better than you and you agree. 
He says, "Hold my calls" from behind walls cold. 
The Boss says, "Come here boy. There ain`t nothin` for free." 
Another doctor`s bill, a lawyer`s bill, 
Another cute cheap thrill 
You know you love him if you put him in your will but... 

Who will save your souls when it comes to the flowers now 
Who will save your souls after all the lies that you told, boy 
Who will save your souls if you 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 to 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 

Who will save your souls when it comes to the berries now 
Who will save your souls after all the lies that you told, boy 
Who will save your souls if you won`t save your own? 
La da de da... 

Some are walking, some are talking, some are stalking their kill 
Got social security, but that it doesn`t pay your bills 
There are 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`ve got to cut, 
So get out on the streets, girls, and bust your butts. 

Who will save your souls when it comes to it baby 
Who will save your souls after all the lies that you told, boy 
Who will save your souls if you won`t save your own? 
La da de da...