The Root Of All Evil lyrics

Your gold won't buy your way into heaven Doesn't matter what you say or do You'll burn in hell with those that you've misled Depart from me, I never knew you You ask for money in exchange for miracles Prayers and healings to meet every need You may say your motive is love and God But your possessions suggest that it's greed We're not going to stay silent anymore This may be church, but we will be loud Like Jesus flipping over the money tables We will kick every single hypocrite out We will kick every single hypocrite out We will kick every single hypocrite out Your gold won't buy your way into heaven Doesn't matter what you say or do You'll burn in hell with those that you've misled Depart from me, I never knew you You're nothing but a Pharisee So we pronounce woe to thee You say you're the cure for the world But you are really the spiritual disease You're nothing but a Pharisee Pharisee Your church gets thousands of letters Which you promptly dump in the trash Neglected prayers and pockets full of cash Depart from me I never knew you Depart from me I never knew you You're nothing but a Pharisee So we pronounce woe to thee