Love of Money

Love of money is the root of all evil

Love of money is the root of all evil

Love of money is the work of the devil

Love of money

She began running for the border and her life

Like the wind, straight into the terror of the night

And she survived, bargaining her body for their gold

In the end all she had to sell them was her soul

That's the way it goes

Love of money is the root of all evil

Love of money is the root of all evil

Love of money is the work of the devil

Love of money

We began reaching for the future like a dream

In a land where everything was free

Wordly men turned their profits into war

No one knows who we're really fighting for

Love of money is the root of all evil

Love of money is the root of all evil

Love of money is the work of the devil

Love of money

Love of money is the root of all evil

Love of money is the root of all evil

Love of money is the work of the devil

Love of money