Cold Blackhearted Golddiggers

Cold blackhearted golddiggers

Cold blackhearted golddiggers

I guess that too much generosity

Is making people take you for a fool

And with every opportunity

They'll even try to get some more from you

So they'll cheat and lie

But I will let God deal with the things they do

'Cause when they get their hands on all the gold and paper

They forget to say thank you!

Cold blackhearted golddiggers

Cold blackhearted golddiggers

Cold blackhearted golddiggers

Cold blackhearted golddiggers

But when money brings the things they want

And does it solve the problems that they face

'Cause when everything is said and done

They will find out it's another day

Full of emptiness and lies

And they can't ravish much as they can

But it will never buy them one seat in heaven

Oh when money rules men!

Cold blackhearted golddiggers

Cold blackhearted golddiggers

Cold blackhearted golddiggers

Cold blackhearted golddiggers

Let me tell you

Money's never buy me anything

I said nothing, nothing at all!

I said nothing, baby

I said nothing, baby!

Nothing, nothing, nothing at all!