They go for your money;
their main motivation’s gain--
purses pounced on, causing sorrow.
Hard you work
to amass your sacks of cash.

But they don’t merely want to borrow, oh no.

Scammers are fleecing you,
fleecing on Sunday mornings.
“Pastors” are fleecing, yeah,
fleecing and money-scoring.

It is a whole lot more than just change they want to see, much.
You’ve paid your dues to make it,
but it will not be yours to keep
if you plumb pockets deep.
They are much more than happy to take it, your dough.

“Pastors” are fleecing you,
fleecing your money, gorging.
Rapture they’re spieling, yeah,
spieling while gleaning your fins.