Lyrics

[Intro] Uh, what? Yeah Yeah, uh, what? Yeah What? Yeah, uh, what? What? Yeah, what? Yeah, yeah, yeah, what? [Chorus] He's bad (He's bad), he's CeeLo Green But you can just call him the soul machine (Yeah, tell 'em now) He's bad, he's CeeLo Green (That's me) But you can just call him the soul machine He's bad (He's bad), he's CeeLo Green (Uh, yeah) But you can just call him the soul machine (Oh) He's bad, he's CeeLo Green (Yeah, that's me) But you can just call him the soul machine [Verse] Now I came here for you to love, it's computer love I make 'em cut through the rug when I do the club I can take some mental electric sex, refutin' love But Gunplay will be graphic if I do the thug The day to day experience is the data that I download And then remaster onto a rapture, abracadabra before and after Over and over, losin' account of all the dreams that I sold you But then I gave you, at the speed of light, tryna save you Then I go and now come back a row, whoa And, oh, I'm technic to God in a fashion but you can just call me Lo Go [Outro] Whenever you want some soul Start him up Whenever you need some soul Start him up See, he's been given the power To take you wherever you want to go Start him up And tell him what you want Once you start up the soul machine You will see what I mean Open your eyes and enjoy the dream He can do anything He's bad