"Who Will Save Your Soul"
People living their lives for Ты on TV
They say they're better than Ты and Ты agree
He says "Hold my calls from behind those cold brick walls"
Says "Come here boys, there ain't nothing for free"
Another doctor's bill, a lawyer's bill
Another cute cheap thrill
Ты know Ты Любовь him if Ты put in your will
Who will save your soul when it comes to the flower
Who will save your soul after all the lies that Ты told, boy
Who will save your soul if Ты 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 soul when it comes to the flower
Who will save your soul after all the lies that Ты told, boy
Who will save your soul if Ты won't save your own?
Some are walking, some are talking, some are stalking their kill
Ты got social security, but that don't pay your bills
There are addictions to feed and there are mouths to pay
So Ты bargain with the Devil, say you're OK for today,
Ты say that Ты Любовь 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 Ты butts.
Who will save Ты soul when it comes to the flower
Who will save Ты soul after all the lies that Ты told, boy
Who will save your soul if Ты won't save Ты own?
People living their lives for Ты on TV
They say they're better than Ты and Ты agree
He says "Hold my calls from behind those cold brick walls"
Says "Come here boys, there ain't nothing for free"
Another doctor's bill, a lawyer's bill
Another cute cheap thrill
Ты know Ты Любовь him if Ты put in your will
Who will save your soul when it comes to the flower
Who will save your soul after all the lies that Ты told, boy
Who will save your soul if Ты 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 soul when it comes to the flower
Who will save your soul after all the lies that Ты told, boy
Who will save your soul if Ты won't save your own?
Some are walking, some are talking, some are stalking their kill
Ты got social security, but that don't pay your bills
There are addictions to feed and there are mouths to pay
So Ты bargain with the Devil, say you're OK for today,
Ты say that Ты Любовь 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 Ты butts.
Who will save Ты soul when it comes to the flower
Who will save Ты soul after all the lies that Ты told, boy
Who will save your soul if Ты won't save Ты own?
"Daddy"
My Кости are tired, Daddy
I don't get enough sleep
I don't eat as good as I could, Daddy
What's that say about me?
Sometimes I sleep past noon, Daddy
Drink lots of black coffee and I smoke like a chimney.
Yes, I left the refrigerator door half open, Daddy.
What's that say about me?
Sometimes I want to rip out your throat, Daddy
For all those things Ты сказал(-а) that were mean.
Gonna make Ты just as vulnerable as I was, Daddy
What's that say about me?
Sometimes I want to bash in your teeth, Daddy.
Gonna use your tongue as a stamp
Gonna rip your сердце out the way Ты did mine, Daddy
Go ahead and psycho-analyze that.
'Cause I'm your creation, I'm your love, Daddy.
Grew up to be and do all those sick things Ты сказал(-а) I'd do
Well last night I saw Ты sneak out your window
With your white hood, Daddy
What's' that say about you?
I'm sloppy, what's that say about you?
I'm messy, what's that say about you?
My Кости are tired, Daddy
My Кости are tired, Daddy
I don't get enough sleep
I don't eat as good as I could, Daddy
What's that say about me?
Sometimes I sleep past noon, Daddy
Drink lots of black coffee and I smoke like a chimney.
Yes, I left the refrigerator door half open, Daddy.
What's that say about me?
Sometimes I want to rip out your throat, Daddy
For all those things Ты сказал(-а) that were mean.
Gonna make Ты just as vulnerable as I was, Daddy
What's that say about me?
Sometimes I want to bash in your teeth, Daddy.
Gonna use your tongue as a stamp
Gonna rip your сердце out the way Ты did mine, Daddy
Go ahead and psycho-analyze that.
'Cause I'm your creation, I'm your love, Daddy.
Grew up to be and do all those sick things Ты сказал(-а) I'd do
Well last night I saw Ты sneak out your window
With your white hood, Daddy
What's' that say about you?
I'm sloppy, what's that say about you?
I'm messy, what's that say about you?
My Кости are tired, Daddy