The Root Of All Evil

From the heavens I can see the world hardly moving, what could make it turn
Maybe life itself, or could it be love
Or God with a gentle shove

I fear what I know not what I wonder
All the weight of the world on my back finally kills me, but I know that it won't ever take me

So take your money ɾight back to [C7]the hell it came
Don't wait and [Bm]don't worry
I won't be [Am]standing in your way
So to [C7]hell with your money before you [A7suffer the same fate

From the heavens it would seem [A]the world hasn't got [Fm7]a care
Perfect from afar
Though it's shape may be [Am]its visitors are flawed
They take and [Bm]still want more

I fear what I know not what I wonder
All the weight of the world on [C7]my [A]back finally kills me, but I know that it won't ever take me

So take your money ɾight back to [C7]the hell it came
Don't wait and [Bm]don't worry
I won't be [Am]standing in your way
So to [C7]hell with your money before you [A7suffer the same fate

So take your money ɾight back to [C7]the hell it came
Don't wait and [Bm]don't worry
I won't be [Am]standing in your way
So to [C7]hell with your money before you [A7suffer the same fate

From the heavens I can see the world hardly moving, what could make it turn