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Am                                C
People livin' their lives for you on TV.
                 G                   D
They say they're better than you, and you agree.
Am                              C
 He says, "Hold my calls," from behind those cold brock walls.
      G                           D
Says, "Come here boy, there ain't nothin' for free."
Am                        C                                  G
 Another doctor's bill, a lawyer's bill, another cute, cheap thrill.
                             D
You know you love him if you put him in your will.
    Am          C             G             D
But    who will save your soul when it comes to the flowers, now?
Am C                    G                D
Who will save your souls after those lies that you told, boy?
Am             C        G                  D
  And who will save your souls if you won't save your own?
Am                          C                    G  D
La, da, di, da, di, da, di, da, da, da, yeah, da.
Am                                C
  We try to hustle them, try to bustle them, try to cuss them.
    G                                 D
The cops want someone to bust down on Orleans Avenue.
Am                     C                             G
  Another day, another dollar, anothher war, another tower went up where the
    D
homeless had their homes.
Am                      C                           G
  So we pray to as many different gods as there are flowers.
               D
But we call religion our friend.
Am                         C                             G
  We're so worried about a-saving our souls, afraid that God will take his
                 D
toll, that we forget to begin.
    Am          C             G             D
But    who will save your soul when it comes to the vet'rans, now?
Am C                    G                D
Who will save your souls after those lies that you told, boy?
Am             C        G                  D
  And who will save your souls if you won't save your own?
Am                          C                    G  D
La, da, di, da, di, da, di, da, da, da, yeah, da.
Solo q naum consegui tirar
Am                              C
  Some are walking, some are talking, some are stalking their kill.
G                            D
 Got social security, but it doesn't pay your bills.
            Am                             C
There are addictions to feed, and there are mouths to pay.
          G                                 D
So you bargain with the devil, but you're O.K. for today.
   Am                             C
Say  that you love me; take their money and run.
               G                             D                  Am
Say, it's been swell, sweet-heart, but it was just one of those things.
                               C
Those flings, those strings you got to cut.
          G                           D         Am
So get out on the streets, girls, and bast your butts.
         C     G     D  Am C  G       D
Who will save, save your    soul when it comes to the vet'ran?
Am   C                    G           D
  Who will save your souls, those lies that you told, boy?
Am             C     G                   D
  And who will save, save your soul when you won't save your own?