"Who Will Save Your Soul"
People living their lives for tu on TV
They say they're better than tu and tu 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
tu know tu amor him if tu 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 tu told, boy
Who will save your soul if tu 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 tu told, boy
Who will save your soul if tu won't save your own?
Some are walking, some are talking, some are stalking their kill
tu got social security, but that don't pay your bills
There are addictions to feed and there are mouths to pay
So tu bargain with the Devil, say you're OK for today,
tu say that tu amor 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 tu butts.
Who will save tu soul when it comes to the flower
Who will save tu soul after all the lies that tu told, boy
Who will save your soul if tu won't save tu own?
People living their lives for tu on TV
They say they're better than tu and tu 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
tu know tu amor him if tu 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 tu told, boy
Who will save your soul if tu 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 tu told, boy
Who will save your soul if tu won't save your own?
Some are walking, some are talking, some are stalking their kill
tu got social security, but that don't pay your bills
There are addictions to feed and there are mouths to pay
So tu bargain with the Devil, say you're OK for today,
tu say that tu amor 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 tu butts.
Who will save tu soul when it comes to the flower
Who will save tu soul after all the lies that tu told, boy
Who will save your soul if tu won't save tu own?
"Daddy"
My bones 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 tu dicho that were mean.
Gonna make tu 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 corazón out the way tu 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 tu dicho I'd do
Well last night I saw tu 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 bones are tired, Daddy
My bones 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 tu dicho that were mean.
Gonna make tu 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 corazón out the way tu 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 tu dicho I'd do
Well last night I saw tu 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 bones are tired, Daddy