much did you get for your soul? You had the gospel when you were shackled to a tree Now you got your freedom, you sing for the money Soul, soul, soul, soul
in fear of a death that they're not sure of, of a life they can't control It's all so simple really if you just look to your soul Some say that I
say Always let your soul shine, let your soul shine No matter what they do, you know it's up to you Always let your soul shine, let your soul shine Whatever comes your
[Mike Muir / Mike Clark] [guitar solo] Give me back the beat... Bringing back the beat... Give me back the beat... Give me back the beat... My tears
Mike Clark: Ladies and gentlemen, sorry to interrupt you from your listening pleasurea?¦ I'd like to have your undivided attention pleasea?¦ and please
're the worst kind of dope A sad pathetic joke Give me the lynching rope Where's the tree and the rope? Awake for your wake, your wake You sick pathetic
You say you're living happy ever after Pardon my laughter I've heard it all before, that sound of silence Here comes the violence Failure to you and your
I got mutation baby I'm sinking inside a dream Cemented in make believe I'm pointing, why can't they see Have you got mutation baby? The demons inside
To feel the sun when the sky says rain How can you explain? Can you explain? To feel your lips when you're not there But I don 't care I don't care
leave Free your soul and save my... Free your soul and save my... Free your soul and save my... Free your soul and save my... Free your soul and save
No More No Less It takes more than A just making a fist, it takes more than just getting pist You gotta make your stand and resist You Gotta Resist or
I hate Pop Songs They think they're clever, I think they're wrong I hate bubble gum punk They got the look but the music is junk I hate anyone that savors
the heart! I'm Suicidal! I'm Suicidal! I'm Suicidal! I'm Suicidal! Ha ha ha ha ha... Check your head, watch your back, define your enemy Cause I'm
your brain! I'm thinking, man! Start your brain, start your brain, start your brain, rev it up and ride! Start your brain! You got to start your brain
not taken serious? That your input is brushed aside? That you can get no respect That people may even be laughing behind your back Does this make you question your
on For in your eyes, I see What I was born to ne And now, now my life can begin For I am your man Oh, yes, I am, yes, I am I'm your man Listen, darling
God lead your soul to them All way past the rain Like when I was a song in a man God lead your time to them All way past the planes Like when I was a
lies a rose Before the poison stream stole the rights to your soul Rights to your soul, rights to your soul Owns, owns the rights to your soul Numb