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Jewel (& Jessica Simpson)
:: Who will save you soul? ::

People living their lives for you on TV;
they say they're better than you and you agree.
This is home, my calls from behind those calls recall
Come here boy, there ain't nothing for free...
Another burger, another hot dog, some fries
A wish in the well, hope your health don't go to hell, well.
Another doctor's bill, another lawyer's bill
Another cute cheap thrill...
You know you love him if you put him in your will... but

Who will save your soul when it comes to the flowers now?
Who will save your soul after all the lies that you told, boy?
Who will save your soul 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 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 but...

Who will save your soul when it comes to the flowers now?
Who will save your soul after all the lies that you told, boy?
Who will save your soul if you won't save your own?

Some are walking, some are talking, some are stalking their kill.
You got social security, but that don'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 soul when it comes to the flowers now?
Who will save your soul after all the lies that you told, boy?
Who will save your soul if you won't save your own?

Who will save your... soul if you won't save your own?