Paroles de Dead Horse

Garbage man from door to door You serve the rich and skip the poor Cause they beg and borrow Redemption draweth near you say Salvation has a price today Works without faith is dead Money, Money makes us clean The more you give, the more received On Sunday, Sunday, Sunday Buying faith to heal our scars Salvations on a credit card You are selling God Dead horse Jesus paid the price for sin And that is how your cashing in Sermon on the profits Can the streets be made of gold When your house is Styrofoam Glass will cut through diamonds Round and round the basket goes Then buy your wife new Barbie clothes Both of them are plastic Stealing money from the fools And build yourself a new swimming pool But its full of gasoline Dead horse