They Want My Soul

Lyrics
[Verse 1] Let's go get out in the street Somebody's gotta Let's get the stars to align For lambs to slaughter [Hook] In the photographs Their eyes make a signal path And the feeling goes on and on and on and on and on And on and on and on [Verse 2] Don't it feel like Friday night? Cars are all lined up Let it go push you around Oh, what's it amount to? [Chorus] Card sharks and street preachers want my soul Upsellers and palm readers want my soul Post-sermon socialites Park enchanters and skin tights All they want's my soul Yeah, they want my soul [Hook] In the photograph Your eyes make a signal path And the feeling goes on and on and on and on and on And on and on and on [Verse 3] Let's go lose track of time Somebody's gotta Let's get the stars to align For lambs to slaughter [Chorus] Educated folk singers want my soul Jonathon Fisk still wants my soul I got nothing I want to say to 'em They got nothing left that I want All they want's my soul Yes, yes, I know it They want my soul [Outro] They want my soul Oh, ah, want my soul Oh, ah, they want my soul Oh, ah, they want my soul
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Credits
- Writers
- Britt Daniel