You dont believe in love
You dont believe in hatred
Put your money in the bank
Its the only way to save it

You try to make a buck
But you havent made a penny
You need a little luck
But you know you wont get any

You dont believe in god
You dont believe in glory
Youve got a brother in the clinic
Tells the same kind of story

If he had another life
Hed know what would be waiting
If he had another soul
He could sell it all to satan

You dont believe in war
You dont believe in jesus
Got a sister in new york
She knows how she pleases

Walking the streets
On the south side of the city
Trying to make ends meet
Isnt that a pity...for money