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" Says, "Come here boy, there ain't nothin' 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 those lies that you told, boy Now, who will save your souls? If you won't save your own? We try to hustle 'em, try to bustle 'em Try to cuss 'em 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 savin' our souls Afraid that God will take His toll That we forget to begin, but Who will save your souls? When it comes to the beggars now Who will save your souls? After those lies that you told, boy And who will save your souls? If you won't save your own? Some are walkin', some are talkin' Some are stalkin' their kill 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 But you're okay for today Say that you love them Take their money and run And 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 with a burden Who will save your souls? After all those lies that you told, boy And who will save your soul? If you won't save your own? I tell you about that Buy your time, just buy your time