Cobrador de Impostos

They come like those birds
That swoop in, pass by, and eat everything they see
They feast on the good stuff and drink the dregs and the sweat of a man
They're the ones who carry the sack to fill the bellies of the big crowd
They were the ones who made the mark of the last outfit I wore

I've already paid you
I gave Caesar what belongs to Caesar, I gave my body to my mother
I gave Caesar what belongs to Caesar, I gave my body to my mother

Of everything I earned, I didn't save a single dime
They bring the roll of the law, they call the shots in Jerusalem
They work for others, marked with the number 666 on their foreheads
The one who truly bit the heel of the King of kings

I've already paid you
I gave Caesar what belongs to Caesar, I gave my body to my mother
I gave Caesar what belongs to Caesar, I gave my body to my mother

I gave to Caesar
I gave to Caesar
I gave to Caesar
I gave to Caesar

And I gave to Jesus what belongs to Jesus, and I saved my soul
And I gave to Jesus what belongs to Jesus, and I saved my soul