You've got money and properties
You've got a beautiful young wife
Who'd go down on her knees for you
Oh, you lucky guy
You've got everything a man could want and more
There's just one thing missin'
The doctors can't control this empty little hole
Well, it seems that you've got everything but a soul
Everything but a soul
You've got toadies that you call friends
But heaven help the man in need
Who thinks he can depend on you
That unlucky guy
'Cause every fact distorts to fit your view
There's no mercy given
Your castle's full of gold
But your inside's on the dole
'Cause it seems that you've got everything but a soul
Everything but a soul
Take a needle and some thread
Sew until your heart's content
Even if your God forgives,
This is how you're gonna live
It seems that you've got everything
And you're proud that you've got everything
Yes, it's true that you've got everything but a soul
Everything but a soul
Everything, everything, everything but a soul