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 those cold, brick walls
  The boss says, "Come here boy, there ain't nothing 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 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 souls when it comes to the bargain 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?
    Some are walking, some are talking, some are stalking their kill
  You got social security but it doesn't pay your bills
  There are addictions to feed and there are mouths to pay
  So you bargain with the Devil that you're o.k. for today
  Say that you love them, take their money and run
  Say it's been a 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 you butts
    Who will save you souls when it comes to the flower?
  Who will save you souls after all the lies that you told, boy?
  Who will save your souls if you won't save you own?
    [ Thanks Listen2Learn for correction ]