I’d sell your heart to the junk-man baby for a buck, for a buck
If you’re looking for someone
To pull you out of that ditch
You’re out of luck, you’re out of luck

The ship is sinking, the ship is sinking, the ship is sinking
There’s a leak, there’s a leak
In the boiler room,

The poor, the lame, the blind
Who are the ones left in charge?

Killers, thieves and Lawyers
God’s away, God’s away, God’s away
On Business. Business.
God’s away, God’s away, God’s away
On Business. Business.

Digging up the dead with
A shovel and a pick
It’s a job, it’s a job

Bloody moon rising with
A plague and a flood
Join the mob, join the mob

It’s all over, it’s all over, it’s all over
There’s a leak, there’s a leak, In the boiler room
The poor, the lame, the blind
Who are the ones that we kept in charge?

Killers, thieves, and lawyers
God’s away, God’s away, God’s away
On Business. Business.
God’s away, God’s away,
On Business. Business.

Goddamn – there’s always such
A big temptation
To be good, To be good

There’s always free cheddar in
A mousetrap, baby

It’s a deal, it’s a deal
God’s away, God’s away, God’s away
On Business. Business.
God’s away, God’s away, God’s away
On Business. Business.
I narrow my eyes like a coin slot baby,
Let her ring, let her ring
God’s away, God’s away,
God’s away on Business.

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