P.T.L. Songtext
von Mucky Pup

I know
I say I know
There′s people out there
And things just keep looking worse and worse for you
Glory be
Hallelujah
You take one step up and take three steps back
You're in a dead end with no reverse
Amen

But I′m here to tell you
There's help, hope and happiness on the way
And we ask nothing of you
Nothing
We want your


Money, money, money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money, money
We need your
Money, money, money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money, money
Let's go
We want your

Money, money, money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money, money
We need your
Money, money, money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money, money

We want it
We need it
We got it
We see it

Dog needs a new doghouse
Come to permanently for lucratism
No substitution
Only your contribution


Money, money, money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money, money
We need your
Money, money, money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money, money
We want your
Money, money, money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money, money

We want it
We need it
We got it
We see it

I have sinned against you my Lord
Sinned against you my Lord
But importantly
Where are my cue cards?
One, two, three, go

Economic suicide
Well, if this is Christianity
I feel bad for God

We′re gulping up our nation′s pride
Yes, you've just begun to realize
They want your money
They want your money
If this is so-called loyalty
I guess you′re just as lame as they
But not me
No, no, not me
No, no, no, not me