The Root of All Evil
From the heavens I can see the world hardly moving, what could make it turn
Maybe life itself, or could it be love
Or God with a gentle shove
I fear what I know not what I wonder
All the weight of the world on my back finally kills me, but I know that it won't ever take me
So take your money right back to the hell it came
Don't wait and don't worry
I won't be standing in your way
So to hell with your money before you suffer the same fate
From the heavens it would seem the world hasn't got a care
Perfect from afar
Though it's shape may be its visitors are flawed
They take and still want more
I fear what I know not what I wonder
All the weight of the world on my back finally kills me, but I know that it won't ever take me
So take your money right back to the hell it came
Don't wait and don't worry
I won't be standing in your way
So to hell with your money before you suffer the same fate
So take your money right back to the hell it came
Don't wait and don't worry
I won't be standing in your way
So to hell with your money before you suffer the same fate
From the heavens I can see the world hardly moving, what could make it turn