Turned on the TV on a Saturday night,
Nothin' worth watchin', well now that ain't right.
I flicked the channel on the cable TV
And there's some preacher lookin' back at me.
(saying) "Send me your money, plant your seed".
(well it) feels like commitment, but it smells like greed.
(he said) "I'll give you all the magic words to say
To make your money problems go away".
(just say) Money cometh; money cometh;
Money cometh; that's what he said.
Another preacher said, "don't pay your bills;
Send them to me and I'll cure your ills.
We'll stack 'em all up in a great big pile
Then we'll light 'em on fire and we'll pray for awhile".
I got to tell ya, I'm a little bit afraid;
I think the bill collector wants to get paid.
When he comes knockin' at my front door,
I think he's gonna want to hear some more
(than just) Money cometh; money cometh;
Money cometh; that's what he said.
"Send me your money, plant your seed".
(well it) Feels like commitment, but it smells like greed.
(he said) "I'll give you all the magic words to say
To make your money problems go away".
A few more thousand people died today;
They got no food, they got no place to stay.
I wish they all just had a big TV
So they could all be just as blessed as me.
Then they could send in their money, plant their seed;
Well maybe then they wouldn't have such need.
Then they could learn the magic words to say
To make all their problems go away.