Money
Money don't pay the bill
Money don't heal your heart
Money don't solve the blues
Money raise the body count
And the cost of living ain't easy
The cost of living ain't easy
The cost of living ain't easy these days
It's the way we fall from grace
Money
Money that get you off
Money can't buy you love
Money that mark your blood
Money wont bring me luck
And we gamble our lifes for good reason
We gamble the meaning of religion
We gamble the come up of our children
We gamble but we ain't winning
We made the seven deadly sins in the name of the Lord
I'll petition the lord
Money is going out of print
Money ain't gold no more
Money made sure I'm whore
Money is dirty as the wallstreet floor
And the cost of living ain't easy
The cost of living ain't easy
The cost of living ain't easy these days
It's the way we fall from grace
We made the seven deadly sins in the name of the Lord
Seven deadly sins...
I'll pray for you
If you pray for me
I'll sin for you
If you sin for me YEAH
Alright
Seven deadly sins...
We made the seven deadly sins in the name of the Lord
We made money, power, anger and love
We made violence, faith, religion, war
We made murder, break, every home
Murder, race, aparthaid, soul
We made miles and hour of washington walls
Living in sin well now we can
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