God And Money by The Ike Reilly Assassination Lyrics

Tell me, Mama
Tell me 'bout God and money
I really gotta know
What happened to your soul?
Tell me, Mama
Tell me, should I leave here running
And never look your way again?

I'm alright now, it's cool
I'm alright now with you
Livin' your good life

Tell me, Mama
Tell me 'bout sex and dying
I really gotta know
Did you ever open up and flow?
Tell me, Mama
Tell me if it's worth your trying
To make a mark and save your soul?

I'm alright now, it's cool
I'm alright now with you
Livin' your good life
Sometimes I get a little lost and lonely
I really can't go on
Always drunk on enemies
Do the darkest dance and puke upon your memory
And trample on your evil ways
Stand up to your darkest days
Twist around the things you say
Stomp upon your gazing face
Spit into your fading gaze
Trample on your yesterdays
But never your tomorrows
Never your tomorrows
Never your tomorrows

I'm alright now with you
I'm alright now, it's cool
I'm alright now with you
Livin' your good life [x4]

Tell me, Mama
Tell me 'bout God and money
[x3]