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!