Who Will Save Your Soul

People livin' their lives for you (C)on TV.

They say they're (G)better than you,

and (D)you agree.

(Am)He says "hold my calls" from (C)behind those cold brick walls.

(G)Says, "Come here, boy, there ain't (D)nothin' for free."

(Am)Another doctor's bill, a (C)lawyer's bill,

another cute, cheap (G)thrill.

You know you him if you (D)put him in your will.

But, (Am)who will (C)save

your soul (G)when it comes to the flowers,

now? (Am)Who, who

will save your soul

(G)after those (D)lies that you told,

boy? (Am)And who will (C)save

your (G)soul if you won't (D)save your own?

(Am)La da de da de de da (C)da da da da da.

(Am)We try to hustle them, try to (C)bustle them,

try to cuss them.

The (G)cops want someone bust down on (D)Orleans Avenue.

(Am)Another day, another (C)dollar, another war,

another (G)tower went up where the homeless had their homes.

(Am)So we pray to as many (C)diff'rent gods as there are (G)flowers,

but we call (D)religion our friend.

(Am)We're so worried about (C)asaving our souls,

afraid that (G)God will take His toll,

that we (D)forget to begin.

But,

(Am)Some are walking, some are (C)talking,

some are stalking their kill.

(G)Got Social Security but it (D)doesn't pay your bills.

There are (Am)addictions to feed and there are (C)mouths to pay,

so you bargain with the devil,

but you're (D)okay for today.

Say (Am)that you love them, take their (C)money and run.

Say, it's been (G)swell, sweetheart, but it was (D)just one of those (Am)things,

those flings, those strings you've (C)got to cut.

So get out on the streets,

girls, and (D)bust your (Am)butts.

Who will (C)save

(G)your