Greedy Soul

I'm going toe-to-toe with a greedy soul He's going down tonight, gonna be out a while She got a 666, I got my crucifix She got a spinning head like seeing Grateful Dead You're getting told, you greedy soul You've been telling lies, the slippery kind And it's a long way down When you're the wrong way 'round And now it's all too much I got the Midas touch They're taking me for gold Well, if the truth be told He got you kiss and tell I hope you go to hell I'm going ropey dope You think I'm giving up I gotta run or hide I don't give a fuck, alright? You're getting told, you greedy soul You've been telling lies, the slippery kind And it's a long way down When you're the wrong way round And now it's all too much I got the Midas touch And it's a long way down I'm at the lost and found And now it's all too much I got the Midas touch And it's a long way down When you're the wrong way round And now it's all too much I got the Midas touch